The Sun wake up in eyes of Morning
Caressing sky and face of sea
This golden sand the Time is sowing
And every wave is little warning
That I can sink in you, my Deep
I think the sea gave you its color
To make solution in your eyes
I go under, go over
This beach of dream is close to Skies
Here wind is driving and dissolving
Your wind is sliding by hot skin
And deepest Love is owning, calling
Undressing pain at beach of dream
The sand is warm in palms of Summer
The woven shapes are drawing life
Your tender arms and smell of flowers
Make me to feel that I'm alive
Beach of Dream
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