Spread out on the sand
Write without grace
I turned my face to your coming
I'm not laughing at all, I'm not happy
Fish dry in nets
Restless summer
Combative birds inside me
They don't keep quiet, they don't keep quiet
I am missing
For what, for who not clear
I am waiting
For who, for what not clear
A boat in the corner of my eye
It digs my bottom as I shake
One more summer before I die
I gotta cut my rope right over there
The face of the earth is wrinkled
Restless summer
To dry the sweat of my soul
I can't rejoice at all, I don't laugh
I am missing
For what, for who not clear
I am waiting
For who, for what not clear