Vena Portae
Solitary Wives
Grey waves carve the shore, November skies are chasingPine trees bending low, cling their feet in the buckthorn weedsSeagulls crying out, the wind against our facesEyes fixed far away, silently standing still as stoneWaiting for the fishermanFor the sailor boyFor the long-lost sonFor my lover's armsTo return(For the long-lost son, for my lover's arms)Grey waves carve the shore like they've done for agesRosebush braves the sea, planted by loving hands, long goneWaiting for the fishermanFor the soldier boyFor the long-lost sonFor my lover's armsTo return(For the long-lost son, for my lover's arms)
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