Far from the Sea of Roses - Saurom

My being is blinding my eyes,

she’s the judge of my lethargy… inside the sea.

Subtle range of tones

impregnate my innocence with roses of salt.

Waters of the marshes feed my verses of sand

they reveal the art creating…

She cultivates smiles in this oasis of sadness

you are the owner of its shores…

I usually escape and breathe…

next to this sea full of life, wonder and melancholy

sometimes I like to play inside my mind…

different lights lead my way depending on my destiny…

The path that leads my way far from the sea,

far from the sea… of roses… it’s drowning…

Never ending memories

everlasting sensations, where are they going?

The balance of death,

my ego fills up with strength… it’s growning more.

Bridges that take me from instinct to reason

are rising all around…

Rivers in my entrails over glass rubbles

with direction to oblivion…

I used to think and meditate

and how a star helps me go through that hawthorn path.

I used to cry but I never spill

any black tears for her in my lonely bed.

The path that leads my way far from the sea,

far from the sea… of roses… it’s drowning…