The distant shore in a dream
no one can reach,
for the current carries courage, and all mountains
are transparent and only blue.
With the years everyone must take their
thorn and calm.
Biscaya blows up. Get in, get in!
Believe that we will get there. Take it in and believe!
And if our boat sinks,
then put on a swim.
We have one hope, only one: To get
set feet on the shore of a dream .

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