Pirate
A yellow smog is still floating in the airThe sails overhead are making an uproarSuddenly a storm appears
My feet are soaked, unable to be driedThe corners of my eyes are sunburnt, unable to care for itAgainst the wind’s roar
A kerchief wraps around my prideTears hidden behind a black eye patchMy long hair dancing at the bow
At the end, I’ll find those jewels, and then, when the adventurous risks have been satisfiedWhether the idea of happiness will be waiting on shore, it begins the story again
(*) La la la la, behind the indifference, a gentleness is hidingI still remember who was screamingLooking at you lowering your head, I’m standing on the bowLa la la la, the black wind blows out the candlesOutside the thunderstorms, that skyHappiness is beckoning
The corner of the iceberg is snickeringThe sinister undercurrent is surrounding meThe targetless target, Feeling tipsy, it still hasn’t disappearedDampened tobacco has a strange flavor, the written letter can’t be mailed
The bugle disturbing people’s dreams, the crazy spinning of the rudder, the anchor that can never be lowered
The finish line is in front of us, the end in front of usWait for us to find those jewels, and then, jewels, and thenWhen the adventurous risks have been satisfiedWhether happiness will be waiting on shoreIt begins the story again
At the end, I’ll find those jewels, and then,When the adventurous risks have been satisfied, whether happiness will be waiting on the shore
(*)
Waiting for the wounds that can’t be healed, on a beautiful port, the lonely exit, my burning chestWaiting for the wounds that can’t be healed, on a beautiful port, the lonely exitTahmnong -http://guazaisuliaoshushang.wordpress.com/