Four days of Wind

From here, where do we go..
We, wanderers of the sea had only four days of wind
There is no itinerary to place, we want to travel
but we travelled so far with four days of wind.

The voice of waves crushing stones is witness to the silence
that we've created  is deafening in this four days of wind
The destiny is cruel thing,
devious turns and no answers, 
I wish it concedes,
and the reality is revealed.

The lights of eternity are still shining,
We will have more four days of wind.


 

 

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