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Blue abyss,

Dark and vast as death itself,

There lives The Maiden,

Pale skin, Black unmoved eyes.

Turquoise hair,

Seashells crown her forehead.

She sings strange spells for her folks,

Gazing moonlight path shining on.

But her blood’s as cold

As the water of the North.

Nothing touches her still cool mind

But the lights of drakkars passing by…

Summer night -

Full moon’s watching down the skies.

The Maiden’s sitting on a rock at sea shore

Looking for some human thirst for life.

And she sees him -

Curly bright-eyed man of a mortal world,

Singing as fishing,

Breathing peace and passion Like mankind alone can do

So...

She is reaching out

Taking his tan strong hand

Trying to forget her

Ancient ocean nature.

Trying to pretend a warm-skinned human-hearted

Someone who’s aware of essence of love.

Men’s life lasts for nothing, Come and go in pain

They don’t know the depth of nature, sea and space.

Nobody is meant to change their own design

So people of the earth must sense their life.

You will lose

You will cry

I’m not yours

You’re not mine

I leave you

You will die

Life is yours

Sea is mine

Shabby house, light with a lonely candle,

Night’s embracing seaside town.

The Maiden’s sitting by her earthborn husband’s bed.

Goodbye kiss

on the lips no more red.

She leaves him her heart, her crown

And a curly blue hear son.

But where she belongs

Is the ocean deep, far and cold.

And she follows her way

Merging with gray morning waves

Like his dream…

Men’s life lasts for nothing, Come and go in pain

They don’t know the depth of nature, sea and space.

Nobody is meant to change their own design

So people of the earth must sense their mortal life.

Can you feel

Can you cry

Wish I’m yours

Wish You’re mine

But I leave

But you die

Love is yours

Sea is mine