By the red moon and the wind
Your complexion from the north
In the expanse of the snow
In these waters under fog
Forget the waves
The passage of the herons and cranes
The lament of the gulls
You are near to me in that voice
An echo of a memory
And I hope that you can hear me
Thru the dark murmur of the sea
Even more at night the sea
Still sounds so lightly sweet
Echo of an enclosed voice
In the mind returns in time
Forget the waves
The passage of the herons and cranes
The lament of the gulls
You are near to me in that voice
An echo of a memory
And I hope that you can hear me
Thru the dark murmur of the sea
Forget the waves…
You are near to me in that voice
An echo of a memory
And I hope that you can hear me
Thru the dark murmur of the sea