Sea Model

Cyril I.K.

My soul is like the sea.
And the heart, you know, like a bird.
That in the sky flies,
That wants to corner in the corner.
My soul is like the sea
Clean and, it seems, is boundless.
Sometimes her water is calm
As a mirror. And serene.
Well, it happens over the soul
The clouds will thicken. The storm will happen.
At such a time it is restless,
The heart-bird trembles in the chest.
And it rushes again and again at will
Even in a storm and a strong wind
Well, the soul is like the sea,
Sings everything about freedom to the heart.
My soul is like the sea
Keeps the bottom of the trunk of secrets.
He is waiting for him to be discovered
A ray from the sun at dawn.
My soul is like the sea
Always whispers something quietly.
Please, hear her voice
He will heal you, like me.