The boat rows to the sea for fishing
The sea also rows to the heart of the fishermen
Starting from sailing out of the harbor where the scales live
Waves define a plot without twists
The sea presses the waves on the oar
The man presses the waves on his shoulders
Paddling on time at dusk
The silk weaved in the night
The direction of all the fishing boats rowing
The warmth of the harbor concept
My love
You row on time Toward
The kitchen of the symphony
Shake the passages of life into a slurry movement
And I row to you on time< /p>
Take off the smell of seafood
And the midday sun
Listen to the rapid heartbeat of the day
Let the whole world stop breathing< /p>
Rowing to the distant place to find dreams
The distant place is also rowing to the pillow of dreams
Starting from the placenta with surging amniotic fluid
The pain announces the trajectory of no return
The distance puts the pain on the road
We carry the pain on our shoulders