Under An Old Umbrella

Say hello to the sea
Or to the holy water
Say hello to the sea
Under the skies of azure

And I met him yesterday
Under my old umbrella
And I met him yesterday
Under the skies of azure
And turquoise was the colour of his eyes
And bitter wine the colour of my high

He was tall, gracefully
he held my empty fingers
He was tall, gracefully
He filled my cold hard body

And I met him yesterday
Under the skies of azure
And I met him yesterday
Under my old umbrella
And turquoise was the colour of his eyes
And bitter wine the colour of my high