La Serena
Yasmin Levy
The Siren
If the sea were made of milk
I’d be a fisherman
I’d fish out my sorrows
With sweet words of love
If the sea were made of milk
And the little boats were made of cinnamon
I’d get all messy
To save my flag
Give me your hand, my dove
To climb up to your nest
Damn it, you sleep alone
I’m coming to sleep with you
