| In nights when the moon shines, she’s full of unrest, | 
| because her heart often cries for some gentle caress | 
| When dawn rises up and she takes the first breath | 
| of the new day, she knows that not much she had left | 
| Anywhere else would be more joy to find, | 
| than here in this place where her memories unwind | 
| Of summer that’s gone such a long time ago, | 
| delusions confessed under cold winter snow | 
| I do believe that my life is not mine | 
| I’m weak and I fear that it will take sometime | 
| To find somewhere to be where my heart can be free | 
| For a moment of light surely waits there for me Beyond the endless hallway to the soul | 
| in the most scaring depth of this nightmare’s black hole | 
| gazing at freedom in white, fragile hands, | 
| she takes a first look at the first time she’ll dance | 
| His divine embrace will enchant this occasion, | 
| his kiss will bring her to her knees if she dares, | 
| to open the gates to her most inner self, | 
| she will get more than ever she dreamt | 
| Without a trace of a sound I will leave | 
| and find love in the arms of the man of my dreams | 
| A sailor, a fisher, a child of the sea | 
| Doesn’t matter, as long he’s gentle to me… | 
| Would anybody ever care for me? | 
| For a girl that lives beneath the sea? | 
| Would anybody ever hold my hand? | 
| For a moment, for a while |