Born to the sound of the raging sea
I drank the stillness
Songs of the shore sounded perfectly serene
Echoing in my shell
Yet I am just a myth, exotic plot line
May the sky be flooded at the bright crack of dawn
And may the horizon lose a battle to the storm
Don't you hide behind your sad and violet eyes
I’ll fail to forget you even in the afterlife
Cherishing smells of the wildflower beds
Grain of rice in my hand (in my hand)
Our collision omеned our end
And so it begins
Rеflections of the Moon are pointless to trap
May the sky be flooded at the bright crack of dawn
And may the horizon lose a battle to the storm
Look at me with violet watered eyes, one last time
I'll fail to forget you even in the afterlife
