Dusk crept slowly across the blue sky
Leaving a warm orange glow
In this little harbour
Small boats moored on the edge of the pier
Waiting for new stories to be transported to the sea
The wind blows gently following the sunset
Delivering old songs that still sound beautiful
In the ears of those who miss you
The waves rolled
Exploring the deserted shoreline
Until night fell and nothing left
But dusk, you are still beautiful
In all your solitude
You are still the setting sun
Towards the coming of a cold and lonely night
Sending a restless heart
Welcome to a new story
In this little harbour
We watch the sunset
And hope that a miracle will come
Behind a wandering ship
Bring hope and love
For us and all sailors in the world.
@fianna