When I touch the water It reaches out to the shore When I touch the water It reaches out to the shore

I feel like walking on your path Sunbathing on your shores I feel like walking on your path Sunbathing on your shores

Sitting on the seashore, Listening to sound of tides, Sitting on the seashore, Listening to sound of tides,

My hands tremble in upholding anticipation; Just a smell of your honeyed locks That arouse my deep... My hands tremble in upholding anticipation; Just a smell of your honeyed locks ...

I stand on the other side of the blue sea. I stand on the other side of the blue sea.

They're still slaughtering the lambs We reach our blank shores To find ripples in sand There's a ... They're still slaughtering the lambs We reach our blank shores To find ripples...