Lost soul in the desert,in the middle of the world yet in solitude!The rivers have gathered for her,strange how she cannot put down roots!
She finds no peace, for her soul is troubled,seeking the water of life in times gone by!No one gives her the true water to drink!She tries to quench her thirst, lost in memory!
In this place, in this land,she was a stranger all along!Like a traveler through the worldseeking the promised land!
On this journey so longhow many springs have passed!How did the flowers bloom, I wonder,without seeing the true sun?!
This night is passing too,the story as a sailor ends!She will reach the shorein another life, on another journey!
But she keeps turning her head back!She feels in her soul the longing she will have!Longing for the sea waves she will leave behind!Longing for the tears of the sky that watered her until this moment!
She feels something piercing her heart!The wind that blew, that brought her to this sea!Nostalgia for the fields of flowers that gave her life...Nostalgia for the fruits of this land that gave her a smile...
She flies through time, leafing through the pages of the years!She hides and secretly weeps! She is revealed through glances!She clears the way before her, seeking the only salvation!The eyes of the world are fierce, on the final day they offer comfort!
She turns her eyes to the sky,absorbing the energy when the lights turn on!She sees herself as a child,when she first learned to swim in the sea of life!
She is bound by time!She turns her mind away from those paths!Something tightens in her chest!Suddenly she feels the ugly pain!
But even though it is part of the heart,do not remember it!Even pain is a gift from God,do not forget!
When something leaves, it doesn't say where it goes!This journey is over, you are simply dreaming!But dream on, because only in dreams are there no laws!Only in memory can you look secretly!
You are slowly approaching the shores of the sea,someone is waiting there, to turn the world around together!How fast the years of the journey went by!A nest will be built like the swallows at the end of April!
But they fly even in a rainy sky,you will reach the green—believe in love!For love moved mountains, it did not wait for a miracle!Look within yourself, for there you will find the magic!!!ILLUSION
Even on those nightswhen I had loneliness in my soul...Even in those dreamswhen I endlessly sought MY SEA...!
I would wake up at the same hour,I had the same rush...I had the very same feelingas I walked down that road...!
I never grew tired of illusions,I was almost running...Hoping that on one of these morningsI would taste the SEA...!
And sometimes MORE, and sometimes LESS...Often I had no LUCK at all...!In MY SEA I swam like a madwoman...But then the heart still remained dry... !!!
