The sun sets over the stone alleys, the air smells of pine needles. The sea stretches across endless expanses, the waves whisper the secrets of old fishermen.
Lyricist, composer and producer. The working title of the project is DIOCLECIJAN.
Story behind the song
The blue of the sky merges with the sea,
islands emerge on the horizon.
Every jewel that conquers the heart is woven into the stories that people tell.
Lyrics
"Sunny Dalmatia"
The sun sets over the stone alleys,
the air smells of pine needles.
The sea stretches across endless expanses,
the waves whisper the secrets of old fishermen.
The blue of the sky merges with the sea,
islands emerge on the horizon.
Every jewel that conquers the heart is woven into the stories that people tell.
Poured gold is born in the morning,
a seagull carries a song on its wing.
Dalmatia breathes that is its ship,
in which love never ends.
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The sun sets over the stone alleys,
the air smells of pine needles.
The sea stretches across endless expanses,
the waves whisper the secrets of old fishermen.
The blue of the sky merges with the sea,
islands emerge on the horizon.
Every jewel that conquers the heart is woven into the stories that people tell.
Poured gold is born in the morning,
a seagull carries a song on its wing.
Dalmatia breathes it is her ship, where love never ends.
Lyrics: Boris M.
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