塩風の歌

enjoy the heartbreak; it is the very best part!
said he, for mourning is better than laughter
and a sad face good for the heart!

August and the leaves are turning
orange already, the world beginning to die
but we stride on aimlessly, long and hard
trying to outrun the tide

blessed are the poor in spirit
for they are the experts at drowning, you see.
no breath to spend on sighing
or laughter. looking up all the time
with a desperate smile
and eyes like two holes, always
taking on water

so savour the heartbreak; yes, cherish the sorrow,
for what is more compelling than
a well-worn misery
clutching hope like a folded flag
like remnants of a shipwreck
a man dying of thirst
and praying
for land