I pull the land on which you live
Closer to where I stand
In one smooth motion
I narrow the ocean
Uniting our shores
Until yours is mine
And mine is yours
No more miles
Between our smiles
Just a sliver of the sea
Like a scar in the sands
Keeps you and me
From holding hands.
Jou lag
Weef ‘n lied
Deur jou liggam.
Jou glimlag
Skryf ‘n gedig
Op jou gesig.
Jou trane
Teken ‘n toekoms
Op jou wange.
Jou hart
Klop ‘n ritme
Van verlange.
You said that I could find you
In the space that lies between
The reality that binds you
And the traces of your dream.
You asked me, “Can you dance
To a poem by Baudelaire?”
“La danse,” said I. “C’est la poésie
Avec des bras et des jambes.”
Your hands made a ballroom of my body
Your fingers tap-danced on my skin
Oh, [...]
“You, me, and the sea”