Finally
Land in sight at the end of the water
No more distant continents
Months of sea, seagull, and boat

No more sun in every season
The evening landscapes
We're going home

Finally
Land in sight at the end of the water
This continent is mine
I recognize the port and the birds

It's not the sun in every season
But it's my sky
The one of my home
Finally
The boat docks

Finally
I've found my home
The distant barking of dogs
The cuckoo repeating its name

It's not the calm of the boats
But it's my calm, the one of my home
Finally

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