Scorching sun, parched lips
Sailing alone in a small ship
Water everywhere around you see
Yet nothing to drench your lips
Like an unbroken dream when i see the sea
I hoped of sailing happy and free
Strong winds to steer the ship
Rolling waves to glide it smoothly
The land is near yet so far
The wind is blowing yet not so strong
Water all around but nothing to drink
Lost in the stillness of the dead sea
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