I can hear she calling, calling of the beautiful sea.
I can feel the salt water rising, rising through my veins.
I can see the gate opening an inlet to my lovely heart.
I can smell the perfume so fresh.. fresh like the sea.
I can feel the yellow grains, grains of sands at the feet.
I can feel the melody of the tides, the fluid melody of the heartbeat.
I can feel the rhythmic song, the songs flowing like the waves.
I can feel the sunrays warming, warming the inside of me through you.
I can feel the orange sunset smiling, smiling on my blushing cheeks.
For when I set sail to the open sea beyond the horizon I plan to be.
Just a few months maybe weeks to go and I shall be there at the shore.
the coast is calling and I barely can keep waiting
I can feel the salt water rising, rising through my veins.
I can see the gate opening an inlet to my lovely heart.
I can smell the perfume so fresh.. fresh like the sea.
I can feel the yellow grains, grains of sands at the feet.
I can feel the melody of the tides, the fluid melody of the heartbeat.
I can feel the rhythmic song, the songs flowing like the waves.
I can feel the sunrays warming, warming the inside of me through you.
I can feel the orange sunset smiling, smiling on my blushing cheeks.
For when I set sail to the open sea beyond the horizon I plan to be.
Just a few months maybe weeks to go and I shall be there at the shore.
the coast is calling and I barely can keep waiting