Cast a pebble on the water, watch the ripples gently spreading
Tiny daughter of the camargue, we were meant to be together
We were made for one another, in a time it takes to grow up
If only we were old enough, then they might leave us both alone.
So take my hand in your hand, say it’s great to be alive
No one’s going to find us, no matter how they try
No one’s going to find us, it’s wonderful so wild beneath the sky.
Sleeping in the open, see the shadows softly moving
Take a train towards the southlands our time was never better
We shall pass the sights of splendor on the door of a new life
It had to happen soon i guess, whether it is wrong or it is right.
We learned to be so graceful, watching wild horses running
And from those agile angels, we knew the tide was turning
For we watched as on the skyway, the herons circled slowly
While we mere mortals watched them fly, our sleepless eyes grew heavy…


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