I am like roosted birds on the ruined ships
Hence you'd left me in these abandoned cities
Winter bites and it ends harshly on deserted beaches
I was already lacking when I was on my own with certain reasons
The livid sea is in front of my very eyes, yet I have curtains on my eyes
As I break to pieces on your hand,
I am like roosted birds on the ruined ships.
Now, where is your place?
I've sent messages by cats.
They'll say when they see where you are.
If you hear my voice, come closer.
If you're scared, take your arms and come.
If you've doubts, search for the truth, come then.
Yet, whatever I expect for is you.