I love the beautiful goddess Who lives on the other side of the sea I often wave to her In her arms life is good She told me herself No I'm on the other side of the sea But without my goddess next to me I often waved to her In her arms life was good She told me herself A quiet wind brings her whispering words Come and be happy with me 'Cause she wasn't a real goddess When I took her in my arms She lost her immortality In her arms life was good She told me herself A quiet wind brings her whispering words Come and be happy with me