Shell

Perhaps you don't need me, Life From the depths of the world Like a shell without pearls I'm washed up on your shore You indifferently foam at the waves And sing unyieldingly But you will love, you will appreciate The whisper of a useless shell You will appear in my dreams every night It can't be unrequited! Another one has burned like a white page A little smoke and a little ash You will lie down beside her on the sand Dress her in your robe You will inseparably tie to her The boundless pattern of your swells And the fragile walls of a shell Like the house of an uninhabited heart You will fill with whispers of foam With fog, wind, and rain… You will appear in my dreams every night It can't be that this will be unrequited! Another one has burned like a white page A little smoke and a little ash… You will appear in my dreams every night It can't be that this will be unrequited! Another one has burned like a white page A little smoke and a little ash…