Maria del Mar Bonet - A la platja (Στο περιγιάλι το κρυφό) (English translation)
At The Beach (In The Secret Seacoast)
The beach was a secret made out of limestone,
A white cradle for the evening...
Suddenly, the both of us wanted to drink
But the salt didn't allow us to sate our thirst.
You and I wrote its name at night
On the white sand;
A strong wind rose, filled with jealousy, at dawn
And blew out, at once, the text.
There was so much happiness! So much strength in our hearts
When life was just starting!
Then time gave us a different perspective
Making our flight flow much more softly.
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