| I was just a child when my mother
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| Took me to that train
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| In her wistful eyes she knew
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| We wouldn’t see soon again
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| Slowly through the countryside
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| The landscape blent in mist
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| But suddenly oh, such a sight
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| And my heart missed a beat
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| Rising from the foam
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| As if by magic, a city appeared
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| Where boats, black as pitch
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| And white as ice, reigned supreme
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| The majestic church
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| Threw its shadow over all
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| And like a lofty guardian
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| The bell tower rang its toll
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| «I am the island of salt and grass
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| I am the island of gold and glass
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| A father’s caress on your tired head
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| I will take care of you
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| And give you all the things you couldn’t have»
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| In the entrance of the school
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| There was a swarm of kids
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| All dressed like little sailors
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| I’d have become one of these
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| I felt misplaced but a companion
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| Took me by the hand
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| Oh, so short and yet so intense
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| It was your life, my friend
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| «I am the island of salt and grass
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| I am the island of sun and wax
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| A heartening smile when you feel sad
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| I will take care of you
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| And give you all the things you couldn’t have»
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| Saying that I’m grateful is not enough
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| To express what you meant and still mean
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| Though many years have gone
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| You’re an indelible part of me
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| My beloved island of salt and grass
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| My beloved island of tears and laughs
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| A mistress of life through my best days
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| I will keep your image dear
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| A memory out of time that will never fade |