We were so used
- You stil remember? -
To run at night
On silver sand
And lay our bodies,
Children of the moon,
In beds of rocks
And velvet shells...
I beg you now,
Wherever might your steps
Have taken you:
Look for the sea
Of our youth
Just one more time!
You know, the moonlight
Will never touch the same
The hand that lost
The lover's hand...
I'll waste a tear
Tonight, to heal
The lonely pair
Of foot-prints
I leave behind me
In the sand.