Sea
枫林音画
Alone I sit upon the shore to night There she is pumping like a dark deafening heart
I see a shadow a shadowy ghost touching the breasts sobbing like a baby in the depth of water that grows cold and pale
Forgive me, cause I am sailing into the night into that battling sea to steal the pearl from the raging sea
Beyond those thousands hills and cliffs Where you You are fading into steel steel waves of the song of mine singing the story of the unforgiving sea riding the strings in the symphony of soul