Текст песни
We drove, we drove with the horizon in our Eyes. The sun painted gold, the sun painted gold in The morning skies. Hand in hand, the world felt right, But shadows crept in as day turned to night. Oh, the waves crashed down like our, Down like our hearts in flight. With laughter and whispers under the moonlight. Came a silence, then words full of sting. In the dance of our love, what's the next Thing? Strolling on sand, where the stars brightly gleam. You turned your back, lost in a dream. But the tide pulled us close, like it always Does. Through quarrels and peace, it's you that I trust. Oh, oh, the waves crashed down like our, Down like our hearts in flight. With laughter and whispers under the moonlight. Came a silence, then words full of sting. In the dance of our love, what's the next Thing? Strolling on sand, where the stars brightly gleam. You turned your back, Lost in a dream. But the tide pulled us close, like it always Does. Through quarrels and peace, it's you that I trust. A gentle breeze carried the scent of the sea. In our cliché fights, it's still you and me. With every soft wave, my heart knows the truth. In this game of love, we're both forever youth. Back to the shore, where our souls intertwine. With every storm passed, we redefine. You laughed through the tears, and I saw the Glow. In this jagged journey, our love continues to grow. Oh, oh, the waves crashed down like our, Down like our hearts in flight. With laughter and whispers under the moonlight. Came a silence, then words full of sting. In the dance of our love, It's the joy that we bring. So here on the coastline, with footsteps in sand. Through the highs and the lows, we perfectly stand. With every sunrise, we'll find our way. In the rhythm of love, we'll forever stay.
Savaei, Riff Rebel — Seaside Whispers
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