Текст песни Лита Нимриэль - Митлонд

Em C Am D Em
Em C Am D H7
Am D G Am C
Em Am C D Hm Em
Em C Am
A blessed place
D em
where the soul was striving so
Em C Am
where time falls to rest
D H7
already slowly.
Am D G
There in a snow-white flight,
Am C
there, in a blue veil,
Em Am C D
there is my baby heart
Hm em
in a salt-eaten dream ...

This is cold spray
who hit on the cheeks
this is a warm heart
Flying into the distance through the centuries.
Outdated millennium
ships go somewhere,
time breaks on the pier
and the star laughs quietly ...

This is a sad sea
with a fickle soul,
gray laughing eyes
and a naughty wave.
The smell of water and jasmine
and golden sand.
Eternally silver echo
into the sleep of departing roads.

This is the scarlet west
and the elusive call.
This is the ringing harbor
and silver sails.
Quiet splash of water, cries of seagulls,
an abandoned paradise by fate ...
And again the ship that leaves
in the distant and sunny May ...

Em C Am D Em
Em C Am Hm Em

4.07.1997