Track Insight / Lyrics
Whitewashed stone, a silent plea,
Sea-salt wind whispers to me.
Terraces rise, a sun-kissed grace,
Botanical heart in this sacred space.
*Lavandula stoechas*, purple bright,
Drinking sunlight, pure delight.
Rooted deep in volcanic soil,
A fragile strength, beyond turmoil.
Cyclades bloom, a siren's call,
Lost in beauty, giving all.
Stone and blossom, sea and sky,
Watch the hours gently fly.
*Euphorbia ceratocarpa* reaching high,
Silver leaves against the azure sky.
Each tiny flower, a secret told,
Ancient wisdom, brave and bold.
Cyclades bloom, a siren's call,
Lost in beauty, giving all.
Stone and blossom, sea and sky,
Watch the hours gently fly.
I trace the veins on a fig tree leaf,
A patterned solace, beyond grief.
*Caparis spinosa* thorny grace,
Finding freedom in this sun-drenched place.
Cyclades bloom, a siren's call,
Lost in beauty, giving all.
Stone and blossom, sea and sky,
Watch the hours gently fly.
The air is thick with thyme and rue,
A fragrant promise, fresh and new.
Each weathered wall, a story keeps,
While Santorini gently sleeps.
This quiet rhythm, a knowing peace,
Where earthly troubles find release.
*Sedum spectabile*, a vibrant hue,
Sharing sunlight, morning dew.
I speak their names, a soft refrain,
Connected to the earth again.
Cyclades bloom, a siren's call,
Lost in beauty, giving all.
Stone and blossom, sea and sky,
Watch the hours gently fly.
Cyclades bloom, forever free,
Botanical heart beats in me!
Sea-salt wind, a gentle sigh,
Underneath the Cyclades sky.
Silent stone and blossom white,
Fading into the fading light.
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