Today, The Sea (Anja's Song) - Thränenkind

You are not wrong, who deem, that my days have been a dream;

Yet if hope has flown away in a night, or in a day

In a vision, or in none, is it therefore the less gone?

All I ever had just fades away, the only memory left, is of our special day

I stand amid the roar

Of a surf-tormented shore

And I hold within my hand

Grains of the golden sand

How few!

Yet how they creep

Through my fingers to the deep

While I weep… while I weep!

My dear!

Can I not grasp

Them with a tighter clasp?

My dear!

Can I not save

One from the pitiless waves?

But the only one I really need to save

While struggling with the ruthless waves

From drowning in these endless shores

Is this one important grain of yours