I've lost my face in the sea,
And seagulls were playing with my hair.
And I thought it would be nice to be another man.
And I bought myself new nose and ears.
And my mouth I inherited from grandma.
And my eyes I found in a sandbox -
They were so round and so specular.
And I understood I can fly.
This way I became a transatlantic flights' pilot.
But sometimes,
I close my eyes,
And I see the sea from within and without,
And I hear my lips
Gently rocking on waves.