diving in my ocean
in a time of seaquake
facing to never again
be as it was before
prisioner of nature in fury
prisioner of the routes of the past

lost in mirros of waters
of a storm on the high seas
disturbed by memories
that take me outside
crew tells me...
how to escape of the seaquake ?

look! you can walk on the waters
and arrive at a safe wharf
look! you can face that sea
and arrive safe by the morning

cramps in my legs
and a fish spine in my throat
(and I'm) tied in a child's chair
and there is nobody here (to help me)
(now) cramps in my body
and an ice cube in my sou
I'm a prisioner again (are you here?)
inside this seaquake (dad you can help me, I know)