The Dream of the Old Boats-Novembre

[ti:The Dream of the Old Boats] [ar:Novembre] [al:Dreams D'azur] [by:] [offset:0] [00:02.94]The Dream of the Old Boats - Novembre [00:04.20]Written by：Novembre [00:04.95] [00:41.14]Running by the shiny ship way [00:45.35]Which flows thoughtlessly [00:48.40] [00:49.23]Down the marine mirror [00:51.96]Of a ionic waterline [00:55.23]There was a fresh breeze [00:57.40]Strange peace [00:59.12]Tranquility [01:00.78]And there was the sun [01:09.86] [01:20.79]It was even able to warm me up [01:24.43] [01:25.17]No longer an enemy [01:27.43]The sight passed me by as pictures running [01:32.04] [01:32.54]Playing to a sweet roundabout [01:36.15] [02:05.16]Then the mighty of a boat [02:07.92] [02:09.19]The art in its misery [02:11.46] [02:12.98]Its baroque shams [02:14.49] [02:16.54]It's gone inlays [02:18.60] [02:20.22]Its arcane ornaments [02:22.21] [02:23.83]Its lone gaze [02:25.76] [02:27.53]Its ancient memories [02:30.44] [02:31.26]Its wars lost [02:36.57] [03:25.64]Splendid [03:27.16] [03:29.22]As Venice has never been [03:32.45]As the moon won't ever be [03:35.98]Just like only is the sea [03:39.82]It was a dream just a dream [03:43.65]Cause only in a dream there's fresh breeze [03:47.19]The can warm me up [03:50.96]Wish I could dream it again