Alone, and looking out at the vast ocean, I feel all my dreams dying, one by one The memories I thought lost are reappearing, The waves cast them at my feet like so much junk But what if it was best to all forget?
With anger and regret With bitterness and rage I’m left crying on the beach My tears are better than the ocean At wiping out my traces on the strand In the breakers I can see some faces spinning In the eddies I must seek them at the edge My memories are swirled up in the water My hopes are swallowed up in the abyss What can I do now to avert my doom?
In my ravaged tearful face I catch a glimpse of yours, Such an object of desire to now forego! From your distant untouched lips comes forth no word to me, Just the caress that of your hand one night I felt And what if it is best to forget you?
With anger and regret With bitterness and rage I’m left crying on the beach. My tears are better than the ocean At wiping out my traces on the strand In the breakers I can see some faces spinning In the eddies I must seek them at the edge My memories are swirled up in the water My hopes are swallowed up in the abyss What can I do now to avert my doom?
All my broken dreams, my distant memories, All those far-off, unknown, human shapes, I just don’t know what it’s all done to me! I just deliver myself to its dread embrace
As I sought you through those wild crystal waters From the depths the wrecks of memory re-appear Dragged up by demented mermaids are the treasures That I hoped no more to find! And now my cries are borne away by raging waves and tearing skies The howling wind, my tears, dries off my cheeks, And now at last I can know who I am!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
