Lonely, as lonely as I can beSlowly,
as slow as time can beI stared into the sea,
I stared into the wavesSlowly,
as slow as waves can beWhen will you come to me?
When will you come to me?Where the summer burns blue
and greenHere on this burning sandI listened to this
hungry seaIt's falling on the level shoresAnd the wind
blows through the treesAnd I think of you and I think
of the daysIf only I could see your faceThe prize of
a holidayHope the wind will carry me awayHope the wind
will carry me awayListen, listen to the sirenHear your
voice cried by a riverSlowly,
slowly, it flows to the seaWhen will you come to me?When
will you come to me?