Grey coloured warship
rested on the dock.

With hoisting cranes
accompanying
it's loneliness.

A cloudy sky
holding back its tears.

See the restless sea,
crashing across the docks.

Taste the salt deposits
on my cracked dry lips.

Remember the joy
of yesterday.

The cloudy sky
will open up again.

Rowdy noises from the beach
will start again soon.

The restlessness
will come to an end.

A beautiful warship
will sail this water
with pride soon.