At the end of the pathless woods Lie the unfrequented shores which silently bear the pain, of the winds and the waves settling their scores
However ferocious, the waves carry a tender heart They bring the distant waters to the shores and return for their regular chores.
The impertinence of waves comes with a touch of love Every time they touch the shores, they leave a part behind and carry a part from the shore along.
I want to always be here Watching this intimate game I find pleasure in the boisterous waves and tranquility on the silent shore Its not that I love the humans less, But I love the nature more.
However ferocious, the waves carry a tender heart They bring the distant waters to the shores and return for their regular chores.
The impertinence of waves comes with a touch of love Every time they touch the shores, they leave a part behind and carry a part from the shore along.
I want to always be here Watching this intimate game I find pleasure in the boisterous waves and tranquility on the silent shore Its not that I love the humans less, But I love the nature more.