Al Mar

I'm here again
on the shore of the sea
while I wet my feet
I started to imagine
you must know
oh if you could speak!
you have secrets that
you will never tell

You keep the sighs
of broken hearts
and all the looks
of the men
who feel lonely
you let the moon at night
touch you a little
with the little light that illuminates crazy dreams

My boat is made of paper
but I will set sail
to the island where you are
there I want to shipwreck
and let my skin smell
like rock foam and salt
tell me what I have to do
to be your captain

You keep the sighs
of broken hearts
and all the looks
of the men
who feel lonely
you let the moon at night
touch you a little
with the little light that illuminates crazy dreams...