I was blocked on an island

Isolated and speechless

Like a stone on a shore

Limited in moves and words

I've been watching the sea

Coming up and down,

Day and night.

Stucked into the circulation

Of conquering and losing the shore

And I've wondered:

Could we ever be free?

I mean, the sea and me.

Could we ever broke

The chain of refrens

And regrets?

And if we could, what would it be?

I can't believe, sea,

That we'll be able to breake it

But we try, and try, and try

With each fall of the wave on a shore

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