You never know tomorrow ...

Occasionally I looked out to sea ...

Trying to figure out a direction.

But never trust him.

For he is trained to be confused in the middle of its immensity.

The only hope is fish ... and if they are there.

Well ...

You never know tomorrow ...

If the sea will dry up,

or fill at once.

Nobody will know, the truth is waiting ...

Occasionally I looked out to sea ...

He tried to surprise the life, but she ended up surprising me.

My canoe turned and I fall into the sea ...

Without even knowing,

and if the fish are not there?

Well ...

You never know what tomorrow ...

If the sea will dry up,

or fill at once.

Nobody will know, the truth is waiting ...

But I keep trying not to sink!

Belra Cross
Enviado por Belra Cross em 24/12/2010
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