Psychic (A Soul Wreck)

My soul is like a stormy sea

The sea that presage a menacing augury.

I'm entering the water.

My screaming soul broke the silence

And it's disappearing in the storm...

I don't want it to come this night

It mustn't fall on me

It mustn't enter my soul

My soul is space full of sadness

The sleeping space

Smiling at me with the eyes of youth.

In them, in their reflection,

I can see my soul's wreck.

I watch but I can't break away.

I don't want it to come this night

My soul mustn't drown yet

My heart mustn't cool down...

Under my head water

Over it - clouds, the bluish sky in reach.

I don't want it to come this night

with the dawn either

The sea in my soul's not storming any more.

My heart stopped beating...

And in the meantime I'll be sound asleep.