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The song who plays in the background is calledAP-OP-CH7-SEASONS-Part2-Lovelly Days Of Summer. Full rights reserved @Th3Mirr0r
LOVELY DAYS OF SUMMER
One remembers the beautifull days of summer,
The joy of walking on the sand of a beach,
The same seagulls,with their squeak,louder,
Another twisted language,of their speech,
Is heard,now..whispers of the sea,moody,
Waves,spreading water drops,around,
Surrounding the surfers's body,
Then,the lifeguard's whistle...
The castles of sand,near the sea,are washed away;
The water's high tide,brought the sand back where belongs;
Now,the shells,radiate of light,alike when people,pray..
They pray to God,in their sweet songs...
The wind blows,again,and sun's warmth is felt,
Like in old times..the mind,makes another twist in the past,
Tranquility,above heart,pearl of a life-belt..
These all,combined,provided a good trust..
The same trust that have humans,when they walk together,
Hand in hand,
The same foot-steps,yesterday,seen on the sand
Now are gone..the water tides,took away the memories,forever,
Untill another child will come,to play in the sand,with its little toys,
Untill another seagull,searching for fish,will make some noise,
Untill the life-guard's whistle will be heard,again,
The past is past..the present,is the same..
@Th3Mirr0r
One remembers the beautifull days of summer,
The joy of walking on the sand of a beach,
The same seagulls,with their squeak,louder,
Another twisted language,of their speech,
Is heard,now..whispers of the sea,moody,
Waves,spreading water drops,around,
Surrounding the surfers's body,
Then,the lifeguard's whistle...
The castles of sand,near the sea,are washed away;
The water's high tide,brought the sand back where belongs;
Now,the shells,radiate of light,alike when people,pray..
They pray to God,in their sweet songs...
The wind blows,again,and sun's warmth is felt,
Like in old times..the mind,makes another twist in the past,
Tranquility,above heart,pearl of a life-belt..
These all,combined,provided a good trust..
The same trust that have humans,when they walk together,
Hand in hand,
The same foot-steps,yesterday,seen on the sand
Now are gone..the water tides,took away the memories,forever,
Untill another child will come,to play in the sand,with its little toys,
Untill another seagull,searching for fish,will make some noise,
Untill the life-guard's whistle will be heard,again,
The past is past..the present,is the same..
@Th3Mirr0r
ROMANIAN VERSION
ZILE PLACUTE DE VARA
Cineva isi aminteste frumoasele zile de vara,
Bucuria de a se plimba pe nisipul unei plaje,
Aceeasi pescarusi,cu tipatul lor,patrunzator,
Alta limba incalcita,a discursului lor,
Se aud,acum,soapte ale marii,schimbatoare,
Valuri,imprastiind picaturi de apa,in jur,
Inconjurand corpul surfer-ului,
Apoi.fluierul salvamarului...
Castelele de nisip,langa mare,sunt destramate;
Fluxul mare al marii,aduse nisipul inapoi,de unde apartine;
Acum,cochiliile,radiaza de lumina,precum oamenii,cand se roaga..
Ei se roaga catre Dumnezeu,in cantecele lor placute...
Vantul sufla,din nou,iar caldura soarelui e simtita,
Precum in vremuri de demult..mintea,face o alta rasucire in trecut,
Armonie,deasupra inimii,perla unei centuri de salvare..
Acestea toate,combinate,au furnizat o incredere buna..
Aceeasi incredere care au oamenii,atunci cand se plimba impreuna,
Tinandu-se de mana,
Aceleasi urme de pasi,ieri,observate pe nisip
Acum nu mai sunt..fluxul marii,a luat amintirile inapoi,pentru totdeauna,
Pana ce alt copil va veni,sa se joace in nisip,cu micile sale jucarii,
Pana ce alt percarus,cautand peste,va face putin zgomot,
Pana ce fluierul salvamarului va fi auzit,din nou,
Trecutul e trecut..prezentul e acelasi..
@Th3Mirr0r
Cineva isi aminteste frumoasele zile de vara,
Bucuria de a se plimba pe nisipul unei plaje,
Aceeasi pescarusi,cu tipatul lor,patrunzator,
Alta limba incalcita,a discursului lor,
Se aud,acum,soapte ale marii,schimbatoare,
Valuri,imprastiind picaturi de apa,in jur,
Inconjurand corpul surfer-ului,
Apoi.fluierul salvamarului...
Castelele de nisip,langa mare,sunt destramate;
Fluxul mare al marii,aduse nisipul inapoi,de unde apartine;
Acum,cochiliile,radiaza de lumina,precum oamenii,cand se roaga..
Ei se roaga catre Dumnezeu,in cantecele lor placute...
Vantul sufla,din nou,iar caldura soarelui e simtita,
Precum in vremuri de demult..mintea,face o alta rasucire in trecut,
Armonie,deasupra inimii,perla unei centuri de salvare..
Acestea toate,combinate,au furnizat o incredere buna..
Aceeasi incredere care au oamenii,atunci cand se plimba impreuna,
Tinandu-se de mana,
Aceleasi urme de pasi,ieri,observate pe nisip
Acum nu mai sunt..fluxul marii,a luat amintirile inapoi,pentru totdeauna,
Pana ce alt copil va veni,sa se joace in nisip,cu micile sale jucarii,
Pana ce alt percarus,cautand peste,va face putin zgomot,
Pana ce fluierul salvamarului va fi auzit,din nou,
Trecutul e trecut..prezentul e acelasi..
@Th3Mirr0r

