Once again when you reach the sea you realize
that in the face of its immensity you are just a fish without answers
The substance you call love
dried under the sun's rays
maybe the sea u200bu200bgive back a little
at the end of the beach
Once again hope is consumed
she is not going to change, you will not change, no one changes
The substance you call love
dried under the sun's rays
maybe the sea will give back a little
at the end of the beach
I will walk again until dawn
they say that the sea kept its words in a snail
At the end of the beach...