Waiting for the Sun Sink
Grip your arms in the sun ...
You sprinkle a circle of nets for the sake of your children ... there seemed to be no tired who came to ..
Your life is answered with your passion
your body is burning in the sun ...
you sprinkle a million dreams for your child ... it's like the waves become your breath ...
And the clink of rain water is your sweat
Daddy .. my dear dear ... now a memories ... after your role in life
leave prayer of prayer stored in pocket ... and
the spirit of your soul remains embedded in my heart
Daddy ... my dear father ... now has become a daydream ... where will I miss this ..? Is it on the old boats and nets that are still stored ... is it on the beach pebbles lying ... or is it on a vast ocean stretching ..?