There's no one left in this opened room, Just a single chair that smells of the sea breeze.
I'll leave it open for you, so you won't lose your way. As the door makes a creaking sound. But by knocking on it, Will I lose track of where this story even begins?
On a night of shooting stars, I met you. I'll never forget that night. But the most important things never make it into words Of everything that happened on that summer day.
Out of the blue, they glitter: The Spirits of the Sea.
On a sweltering summer evening, the tree tips send ships along their way, And they whisper many songs as their flowers fall.
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I can hear the sound of your voice, laughing somewhere far off. I can feel the warm touch of your cheeks. If I proceed down this twisted path, Those eyelids will open up.
Let's shout aloud that we're happy in this moment For all the joys that overcome this distance. But the most important things never make it into words As they melt into the bounding light.
On a night of shooting stars, I met you. I'll never forget that moment. But the most important things never make it into words Of everything that happened on that summer day.
Out of the blue, they glitter: The Spirits of the Sea.
On a beach graced by the fresh summer breeze, Let us meet again.
There's no one left in this opened room, Just a single chair that smells of the sea breeze.
I'll leave it open for you, so you won't lose your way. As the door makes a creaking sound. But by knocking on it, Will I lose track of where this story even begins?
On a night of shooting stars, I met you. I'll never forget that night. But the most important things never make it into words Of everything that happened on that summer day.
Out of the blue, they glitter: The Spirits of the Sea.
On a sweltering summer evening, the tree tips send ships along their way, And they whisper many songs as their flowers fall.
I can hear the sound of your voice, laughing somewhere far off. I can feel the warm touch of your cheeks. If I proceed down this twisted path, Those eyelids will open up.
Let's shout aloud that we're happy in this moment For all the joys that overcome this distance. But the most important things never make it into words As they melt into the bounding light.
On a night of shooting stars, I met you. I'll never forget that moment. But the most important things never make it into words Of everything that happened on that summer day.
Out of the blue, they glitter: The Spirits of the Sea.
On a beach graced by the fresh summer breeze, Let us meet again.