The bluest sea,
The mountains
And ancient nature.
The bay of love
And houses of people.
It was so far,
It was so big or little
That we could think
It's far just thinking of this land.
Each stone or tree hides
Story of a past.
And thousands of years
Story lasts.
You touch the stone,
It answers where it is.
The blessed and lone
Signature of a peace.