Scarlet Sails

The blue Zurbagan falls asleep,
And behind the horizon is a hurricane
With a crash and a hubbub, and a din,
His path begins to Zurbagan.

A downpour will come, sharp and oblique,
And young Assol will freeze,
And again people will not be able to understand
Was it or only will be.

Two hours on the clock, a rainy day not of our age,
A girl from the pier looks after the ship
And shrugs his shoulders, chilled by the wind.
I love this time, hopelessly.

The night will disappear and another day will come,
As wave comes after wave.
And I will wake up in an impossible world
Somewhere between the future and the past.

In a world where a girl is barefoot
Assol runs by the surf
Running funny naughty
Knowing nothing about the sail.