Teksty: Bel Canto. Birds Of Passage. Oyster.

The key to your box, it is out of my reach
I've been searching for it so long
If I could live in the open sea
I would surely have found the one
And I'd open the lid, Look in , See stones
Here by the shore, it's so quiet
And no pebbles for miles around
It's getting dark, and I wonder
If I ever will find my love
So please open the lid and bring the stones
'cause the answer must come, from you , alone
See I need some very few of
You blue pebbles
No real love; no aquamarines
Equitime points
Should I stay or go?
Tell me why do you hide inside the deep
With your jewellery box, the stones, the key
In the wave-clutter I can see your hair
Why won't you come near?
Why don't you dare?
See I need some very few of
You blue pebbles
No real love; no aquamarines
Equitime points
Should I stay or go?
I need a truehearted lover
Mermaid, bring me those stones