The Dream Of The Old Boats Lyrics

Running by the shiny ship way
Which flows thoughtlessly
Down the marine mirror
Of a ionic waterlineThere was a fresh breeze
Strange peace
Tranquility
And there was the sunIt was even able to warm me up
No longer an enemy
The sight passed me by, as pictures running
Playing to a sweet roundaboutThen the mighty of a boat
The art in its misery
Its baroque shams
Its gone inlaysIts arcane ornaments
Its lone gaze
Its ancient memories
Its wars lostSplendid
As Venice has never been
As the moon won't ever be

Just like only is the seaIt was a dream, just a dream
'cause only in a dream there's fresh breeze
the can warm me up
wish I could dream it again!
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