Bright moon in the dark sea

 


I feel that time is stalking me,

Little by little behind me,

I just want to be by your side 

And I feel that you are sand

That’s leaving my arms 


I always knew that you leave and still I clung to you 

Because you were my bright moon

In the dark sea 

And ours is the definition 

That even in the storm 

There is hope








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