Vārdi: Blue Foundation. Black S.

My Kandora, you wander solemnly.
I linger,
I owe ? what?
A hundred tides!

I?ll wait, I know that
I?m native here.

My Kandora, your blood runs faster.
I linger
I owe ? what?

My Kandora, the finest pellicle,
My loning.
I owe what?
A hundred tides!

I?ll stay , I know that I?m native here.
I linger,
I owe what?

I wonder why