Sea Painting

The midnight sky was drawing with shimmering silver lines,
A graceful wave beneath the stars so wide.
In drifting light of oceans and ever-glowing tides,
A fragile dream was trembling on the tide.

The moonlit glass was breathing and whispering through the blue,
Reflecting secrets darkness tried to hide.
But sunrise took the colors and painted them anew —
The world awakened on the rising tide.

Oh, every breath the ocean makes
Is pulling hearts into its wake…

Wave after wave - it never ends,
The sea is painting where life bends.
Day into night - a shifting line,
Shadow and light forever bind.
Wave after wave - we rise and fall,
Losing and finding through it all.
The sea keeps painting stories in time -
Sea Painting… Sea Painting…

A sparkling dawn is dancing on water warm and bright,
The artist-sun begins a brand-new piece.
And in the endless rhythm of amber, gold and white,
The wave keeps moving, never knows release.

And even when horizons are swallowed by the gray,
The ocean voice refuses to grow mute.
For every ending’s only a start that finds its way -
The tide returns to claim its ancient route.

The sunrise, starlight, heaven’s dome -
It always was and still will be.
A wave keeps marching on toward home,
And leaves its truth upon the sea…

Wave after wave - it never ends,
The sea is painting where life bends.
Night into day - one living line,
Shadow and flame in one design.
Wave after wave - and I belong
Here in the ocean’s ancient song.
The sea keeps painting souls on the tide -
Sea Painting… forever…

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Here's a link to the song:

https://disk.yandex.ru/d/EBjcDS1sAgwZMQ