Years digging the wind to have scent of thee
Hearing millions of waves to fake sound of thee
Burning sight under sunshine to flash thee
Night asking memory dreams to bring thee.
While clicking tongue was like song bird
Thoughts were measuring the whole world
Sips of beating heart were enough food
Tears were flooding like run flood
Felt of thee as much as the world.
O' ghost home was in the shore block
Painful bed was so called rock
Sleep never came till listen to the coq
Stepping legs was hard to walk
Third leg was name because of steak
Now prayers bring back my honey
Here's the moon light bright me
Huge happiness comes to me
New name is called fat me
Never try again to let thee go free.