A sailor’s Party/ Hide the Vowels

I was raised in the lost and dusty Egypt

As a pharaoh’s shadow and carpet

But I crawled over the ocean

To meet Europe’s ancient empress.

A sailor invited me for his homeless party

He has no home and his home is the sea

Who kept her big mystery for him

She uses her veil to hide the vowels.

My dreams know more about my fate

Than I will ever be able to understand

Because my soul is on a trip through the waves

Instead of a flight to the universe.

The river where Ophelia drowned

Has hidden its origin by frenzy

Where once the kings of ecstasy belonged to,

Replaced by the endless ebb and flow of desire.