Drops that glisten,
will you listen
now – to the waves?
Together we hide
with arms open wide
in the dark of the caves.
Food no one brought,
of hope no one thought -
who has a light?
We love and despair
and shave our hair
at the dawn of the night.
Drops that glisten,
will you listen?
Now – to the waves.
Eyes we close,
from ashes arose
the hand that craves.
Our hearts are set
- nothing to regret -
honest and strong.
Our feet they stumble
while the mind, still humble,
bends around a long lost song.
Drops that glisten,
will you listen!
Now – to the waves!