There's a gentle breath of breeze
This morning.
The sky is high, the sea is blue.
White fishing boats are rocking gently,
But I can only look for you.

I feel the heartbeat of this land
And I know, here I'll find you:
man who surely loves this place
As least as much as I do.

There's a shouting in the cafenion,
The voices loud, the humour [bad word] 
The coffee's still as dark and bitter,
But I can only look for you.

I feel the heartbeat of this land
And I know, here I'll find you:
man who surely loves this place
As least as much as I do.

You loves this land as much as I do.
You loves this land as much as I do.

And now I wander 'long
The sun-kissed shore,
How many miles? I wish I knew,
There's crystal water close at hand,
But I can only look for you.

I feel the heartbeat of this land
And I know, here I'll find you:
man who surely loves this place
As least as much as I do.