The Forgotten Island

There's an island in distant and sorrowful sea
Where the memory sank in the water.
And this island is being unknown and unseen
When the sun burns the sands of the autumn.

There's a ship full of holes and I am one of those
Who know how hard to sail to the shore.
And I'm trying to tell you the way by the morse
'Cause the days that I have seem so short.

And you're trying to find the connection between
My familiar voice and this picture.
You start feeling embarrassed and lost: "So it means,
That some thing just stopped working as it should".

And you're terribly right: you erased from your head
My existence and way to the island.
So the memory of you was all that I had:
Had been starving for my second pilot.

I remember the days that we spent on a ship
All excited with hopes for tomorrow.
We had map on that shabby and fractured sheet...
Wish you had it for now to come over.

And we both know the end of the silly old game:
We remaining the same - you keep silent.
And I know you've forgotten my meaningless name,
But I'm waiting for you on this island.

30 января 2019 года.