Three shores of one shared sea

English version


One 
transparent 
water, 
* 
that 
washes 
the shores. 
* 
And the shores 
are Spanish, 
* 
and Russian, 
British. 
* 
She stayed 
with them 
forever. 
* 
* 
Three shores 
of one 
shared sea. 
* 
And all of them 
on the same 
ground. 
* 
Three shores 
so different— 
* 
cold, 
warm, 
passionate. 
* 
Three shores 
of one 
shared sea— 
* 
the water murmurs 
on its own 
shoreline. 
* 
And it washes 
them 
with gratitude, 
* 
giving its fate 
to them 
with quiet joy. 
* 
* 
At night 
the sound of waves 
is heard— 
* 
the sand 
under the moon 
shimmers. 
* 
I’ll open my arms 
in the quiet night, 
* 
may the shores 
never forget the tide. 
* 
I’ll cover them 
with a warm 
tide! 
* 
* 
Three shores 
of one 
shared sea. 
* 
And all of them 
on the same 
ground. 
* 
Three shores 
so different— 
* 
cold, 
warm, 
passionate. 
* 
Three shores 
of one 
shared sea— 
* 
the water murmurs 
on its own 
shoreline. 
* 
And it washes 
them 
with gratitude, 
* 
giving its fate 
to them 
with quiet joy. 
* 
* 
And the foam breaks 
once more 
upon the shores, 
not from pain, 
but full of warmth; 
* 
and whispers softly 
at dawn to each: 
“Thank you, 
forever!” 
* 
* 
Three shores 
of one 
shared sea. 
* 
And all of them 
on the same 
ground. 
* 
Three shores 
so different— 
* 
cold, 
warm, 
passionate. 
* 
Three shores 
of one 
shared sea— 
* 
the water murmurs 
on its own 
shoreline. 
* 
And it washes 
them 
with gratitude, 
* 
giving its fate 
to them 
with quiet joy.