Achy and empty lap (person's lap), watered is the fur
Smell of victory in the office, work yet unfinished
Scenery over the ocean, in the drawer there is a bottle
I'll take from it, manage to work the days, I'll sleep the nights
Father sits embarrassed and quiet in the kitchen
Doesn't recognize time, nor place, asks: when do we leave?
I guess also the noblest get stripped in this struggle
On the shore ships drive stakes in the dark
Stars ignite, streaks of light, will they still bring a message?
As the evening slowly chills I love you still
I have a premonition of light and promise of dawn
In the midst of all this I guess I know of nothing else
I love you still
I'll love as long as I can
The air fills with noise from far-away lands
Our moment and our sparkle is like the breath of wind
Here are two orphans, are two strangers
Defying the night, enduring each other.
Beautiful is the red of the sun, more lovely on your cheeks