SEA WIND

Sea wind on my face and the sun burning, burning
Walkway full of people passing by and seeing me passing by
River of January I like you
I like those who likes this sky, this sea, this happy people
I allways wanted to write a poem of love
And love was in everything that I did
In everything which I loved
And in the poem I wrote there was someone happier than me
And my love that didn't want me