Departure!
Raise the anchor
and raise the sail
Now the wind blows
Two compasses
inside of me
turn their lights on
The first one tells
where to go
by private signals
The second one
interprets the stories
from the sun, stars, sea, and the wind
Decoding the two
from inner voice
and from the world
I decide
to turn the prow
adventure is there
How big the sea
Can't resist
the wind and waves in front
By drifting
and grounding
learned from the past
But being friends
with wind and waves
weaving own rhythm
New route appears
in each moment
to an unknown world
Seeing the land
lower the sail
and descend the anchor
Earth fertilises
the sailor's soul
to go back to the sea