Thursday, July 27, 2017

A better life



I think you've got me mixed up
when you direct me to expire
the sweet deep wish for wind and sand
for wildness and the pure desires
shining near the waves and foam
under the burning sky of fire.
I think you've got me mixed up.

Further the water, the line of dreams,
my heart is born at noon again.
I'm just a child naked and free,
only a man beside the sea.
Further the water, the line of dreams.

Where are you, fellows, taking me?
I don't get here often enough.
Your way is bright, empty and tough.
I only need a bit of love.
Where are you, fellows, taking me?

I'm pushing for a better life,
poorer, may be, but clear and nice.
I do not want a dice to choose
my steps, my thoughts, my words, my mood.
I'm pushing for a better life.

I think you've got me mixed up.
Further the water, the line of dreams.
Where are you fellows taking me?
I'm pusher for a better life.

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