Starfish
Drinking from your mouth is like walking
On an ocean of light and silence
Starfish,
Looking into your eyes is like swimming
Swimming in a sea colder than ice
The sea where I was born
My shooting star,
On a grey day in the month of February
You and I embrace
Starfish
Sleeping in your arms is like travelling
To a made-up world lost in time
Starfish
Feeling the contact of your skin
Is like daybreak on an open sea
The sea I went swimming next to
My shooting star,
On a grey day in the month of February
You and I embrace