His home is the ocean,
His love is life,
He isn't jealous of the birds
Aspiring up high.
His gold is the sun,
His pearls are the wave foam,
Every day he's lived
Is like a pink dream.
And he could go wherever he wants
But there's no one to call him,
There's no one left
Out of those who waited for him.
His call tears
The dark deep water,
But no one will answer –
He is the last dolphin.
He needs a storm,
The highest wave,
He will be crashed
Against the shore of ugly rocks,
His body will be washed off by a wave
And dragged to the bottom.
Why would he need life
If there's no one in it?
And water takes away
The salt of his tears,
Of the drops of love and the good
That no one ever sees.
You will never see
The dolphin crying.
If you are lonely,
He is just the only one.