The Dream of the Old Boats-Novembre

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[00:00.00]The Dream of the Old Boats - Novembre
[00:20.57]Written by：Novembre
[00:41.14]Running by the shiny ship way
[00:45.35]Which flows thoughtlessly
[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
[01:20.79]It was even able to warm me up
[01:25.17]No longer an enemy
[01:27.43]The sight passed me by as pictures running
[01:32.54]Playing to a sweet roundabout
[02:05.16]Then the mighty of a boat
[02:09.19]The art in its misery
[02:12.98]Its baroque shams
[02:16.54]It's gone inlays
[02:20.22]Its arcane ornaments
[02:23.83]Its lone gaze
[02:27.53]Its ancient memories
[02:31.26]Its wars lost
[03:25.64]Splendid
[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