Through the ice I look at the fish - fish like my face. How could I drop in the hole in his ring?
I cry, I scream, but my words are not heard by the fish. What do I want from them they will not understand.
And in the ring there is a mystery hidden. Who will find him - will grow wiser day by day What if the random fish will eat it - say "Thank you" and will be cleverer than me.
I'll wait for the heat and one late spring put on a scuba and sink to the bottom.
Among silt and sand I will look for my ring and I will not rise until I will not find it.
And in the ring there is a mystery hidden. Who will find him - will grow wiser day by day. What if the random fish will eat it - say "Thank you" and will be cleverer than me.
Through the ice I look at the fish - fish like my face. How could I drop in the hole in his ring?