Alex L.O.V feat. Mark Born Love and a home by the ocean

Whispering: “All I need is to be together.”
No need for grand words, no need for vows forever;
It’s enough that my heart beats and sings nearby.
I don’t believe in coincidences; I believe in this path
That led me to you — to stop here and breathe.
Love and a home by the ocean are my quiet haven and light;
In every thought — you, in every ray — our secret shared.
Let the storms roar, let the winds tear roofs from houses;
With you, this shore is my most important, my dearest world.
Foam draws patterns on the wet sand at my feet;
We are writing the story of happiness — line by line, without drafts.
Even if roads someday lead us to the ends of the earth,
Even if we live among alien fire and dust,
I will remember this home, this smell of salt and grass,
The way you smiled when the sun set over the ocean.
For home is not a wall, not a roof, not an address in a notebook;
Home is where you are, where love remains bright.
Years will pass, and perhaps we will grow a little grayer,
But this shore will live on in our memories even stronger.
We will show the children the waves, teach them this rhythm,
So that one day they too can build their own quiet world.
And let the ocean still crash against the old pier;
It will remember everything we whispered and said here in silence.
I hear the surf singing to us of peace,
Whispering: “All I need is to be together.”
No need for grand words, no need for vows forever;
It’s enough that my heart beats and sings nearby.
I don’t believe in coincidences; I believe in this path
That led me to you — to stop here and breathe.
Love and a home by the ocean are my quiet haven and light;
In every thought — you, in every ray — our secret shared.
Let the storms roar, let the winds tear roofs from houses;
With you, this shore is my most important, my dearest world.
Foam draws patterns on the wet sand at my feet;
We are writing the story of happiness — line by line, without drafts.