A Fisherman’s Song
Idream a bourbon with you
Sitting at suite
Will you wave?
When I wait you under the azure sky
Riding boat
This fisherman with the old net
Your swaying hairs
That I saw for years
Think like that’s beckon
I swallow
The face
With a string of feelings
Reverberating over my body
Just to ride the moment
I have been hit
With your firm move
Towards this floating boat
Over the years
Of my longing
Yet never has it faded
I cherish
One world
Dreaming of you
In long evening
For I fish only
I can sell
Enough to get you
This evening
When a sea tide arrives
Here in this place
I think of the sea air
Caresses your fragrance
Little it might help
Me move for
A great tonight
I see sprinkling
A thousand pieces of this sea
Letting the moon witness
The waves of this unruffled evening
With a first kiss under the starry night.