On my trip to the exotic paradise, I asked my lover to follow in that place of beauty, relaxing and luxury. In that perfect, yet surreal world
In the twilight's gentle embrace
Where shadows dance and secrets trace
A whisper calls from yonder and a glen
Of love and loss, of now and then
Beneath the moon's soft, silver veil
A tale unfolds, both dark and frail
Of hearts entwined in fate's cruel game
Yet none can speak the lover's name
The nightingale sings songs of yore
Of hidden paths and ancient lore
Where dreams and reality entwine
In realms where mortal thoughts confine
A touch, a glance, a fleeting sigh
Beneath the stars, where spirits fly
In shadows deep, where truths reside
The mysteries of love abide
Oh, wanderer of the midnight sea
What secrets do you hold for me?
In whispers soft, the answers lie
Yet leave me with a question: why?
Oh, wanderer of the midnight sea
What secrets do you hold for me?
In whispers soft, the answers lie
Yet leave me with a question: why?