Me, being far from home, lonely and apart
I am forgotten in eyes, like life dies in heart!
Me, being heavy-hearted of thoughts with my closed lips
Night sings me of its mysteries, I sing of my grips!
When night sings with sound so low
Its words awakens my old woe!
When I respect every hidden sorrow
Memories of home ruins my tomorrow!
Sitting in cold, but hot I am in grief.
Try to connect the gone days with no relief!
All bones of my body ache and miss.
Nature’s creation speaks to me of bliss!
I close my eyes to see the only remaining wave
Next to roaring, sad sea that rave!
I want to be on the other side of this big sea!
If I was at home, if I was free!! …