Roman Kostrzewski - Nava Ratma

It was a dream world
She - the pearl
He - the clam
He caressed her, cuddled her constantly, until...
He bent his neck
For her - ars longa
For her, cast ashore

I swim in the depths of the howling waves
I swim into the depths - Leviathan of the deep
A deep inhale

Seven years after him
The white moon grew pale in it
There's something wrong with the pearls
Holy water is time
For her, ars longa
For her you rest at the bottom

I swim in the depths of the howling waves
I'm floating in the depths of the sea
I'm floating in the depths of the howling waves
I'm swimming in the deep - Leviathan of the deep
Deep sleep