we sat in a boat and get the courage
of sailing through the sea
you and i, alone and alone

our houses are surrounded with railings
and curtains are down behind every window
cages are filled with bird
the lips with no smile on

the eyes have become the house of questions
becoming kind is kind of impossible
there is no eager for love
nobody cares about Leily

i wish in the scarcity of tulips
we sat in a boat and get the courage
of sailing through the sea
you and i alone and alone

we sail up to the point that
the seaside would disappear from you and i
we sail the boat together
and we live there to the end of our lives

where neither its sky nor its people's voice
neither its sadness nor its activity
nor its best-seller flowers
are not made of iron just like here (2)


so listen and remember
and no one be aware of this (secret)
"if tommorow we're alive
we'll meet by the seaside" (4)