You are the king - Катя Чинарова
15.05.2022
You are the king of this land, Sir Ocean.
I wish I could hide all my pain in your tide.
Just put all my worries, mistakes and cautions
In little boxes and bottles... inside.
A boat, a tiny paper-made boat.
Set sails with the prevail Nord-est
I'd bow and burn some bridges
And bid them goodbye for the best.