Из альбома: Tales for Bad Girls

In 1817, a courting couple
By the sea
He promised her
He would return
While the time won the battle
His lips caressed her skin,
When tomorrow
They'll say good bye
She closed her sweet eyes,
But he wasn't there

N 1817, that sea,
Which united us,
Separated us

In 1870, an old woman
Cried at the beach
She was waiting
For that sea,
Returned her lover
Once again
The children shouted crazy
At her
She wore a wedding dress,
When she threw herself
Into the water

The legend tells that night,
People saw two lovers
Dancing at the sea between
Foam and coral

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