I was going down into the
river of solitude
You came like a rescue
person with a fine boat…
You pulled me out of the
water with your pretty hands
You shared your hot coffee
from your mug…
When we’re half way to the
shore
You let me drown again into
the river
The river of
solitude, the river of insomnia…
But I’m still in love with
you, my boatgirl…
Hope you’ll come and rescue
me again
Till i can breathe…
Till I’m too deep to be
rescued…
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