It's a calming wave, loving you.
It's a lifejacket holding your hand.
Oh, I'm so glad I'm nearing the coast shore.
And the tide is pulling me back home.
It's a raft I must guide
Ride out the breakers
Ride out the waves.
By heading on at full speed, head first.
It's an SOS of a kind.
You never wanted to survive.
You never wanted to be rescued.
It's an SOS of a kind.
You never wanted to be told.
Bad weather lies ahead of you.
It's an SOS of a kind.
You are willing to take a native bride.
And seal your fate.
It's an SOS of a kind.
You know there's a storm coming.
But you are happily willing to plough on.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem