With the eternelles promises
At the days of large sun
At the moments of gold and light
With silences of the hearts
With the unvoiced comments which ignite
With fires accessory to the clear moons
As long as water falls asleep with the eyes of the queens
As with the bed of the rivers
As long as our hands remember
Nothing is really finished
The winds broad sometimes ramenent
The sailor who loses himself
As long as your voice follows mine
Nothing is really finished
Really
With the perfumes irreels
At the nights of amber and honey
With the soft magics of the skin
With our ways of life
All that binds us
This master key which holds us hot
As long as water falls asleep with the eyes of the queens
As with the bed of the rivers
As long as our hands remember
Nothing is really finished
The winds broad sometimes ramenent
The sailor who loses himself
As long as your voice follows mine
Nothing is really finished
Really
If the winds broad ramenent you
Nothing is really finished
As long as water falls asleep with the eyes of the queens
As with the bed of the rivers
As long as our hands remember
The winds broad sometimes ramenent
The sailor who loses himself
As long as your voice follows mine
Nothing is really finished
Really
Finished
Nothing is really finished
