Sea

Like a man with no future,

Like the rain that falls in vain. 

On the deck of a large ship

I will leave all my pain.

Yes I prefer the sea,

Full of foam and crevices,

Of darkness and tenderness, 

For lifetime. 

I will have a light heart, 

That my life will be better. 

Far from land and meadows,

Where no flowers grow.

At dawn I will leave,

On the docks, a slight smile, 

And my heart without a regret, 

Will stop suffering so much.