Текст песни The Original Northern Island - Sand in my pocket

Painful, is the begin of my story
blind air that not blow for here
silent that crosses my body
in this wheel that doesn't stop turning
Every time that I look find sand in my pocket
And I cannot take to flight
Not reflected my face in the mirror again
as belong to the past

The salt told me that she's leaving the sea
and the clouds laugh but don't throw the rain
I am the captain of a ship adrift
the garden sad and desolate
And they say, just anything,
everywhere my way
Trapped in time, everything she said
no more lies again
everywhere my way