Fish On The Sand

Алексей Цёмка
I'm dying fish on the sand
My sea had thrown me away
There's nothing now I can mend
With any words I can say.

I'm feeling cold, I'm so weak
Please take me back with Your wave!
Your coast is not what I seek!
Why don't You hurry to save?

One move - I'm with You again!
One wave - and I am alive!
One word I need You to say.
One thing I need - is Your love.

      June '1999