Sea destiny

Midnight by the sea.

The soft wind whispers.

Calls for me.


Above the night sky,

three lonely birds with

the stars fly.


And under the moon,

patiently waiting

for me to come soon

my near future lies.

But as hard as I

with all effort try

I can not see it.


The soft waves' breathing

haunts me as it is

everywhere.

Always follow me,

the birds as I leave

the sea.


And under the moon,

patiently waiting

for me to come soon

my near future lies.

But as hard as I

with all effort try

I can not see it.


As I leave, I go.

As I go the clouds

fly so low.


And the sea calls me.

And I call to it:

Goodbye...