A prawn is like a woman:
you make her loose her head
and then undress.
I’m your prawn,
look into my eyes
before you suck my brain.
I was with my father Ocean,
mother Water caressed my skin,
my clothes kept
the fairy-tales of the Southern seas.
You know, the roofs of your churches
look a little bit like the sky
over the equator, the stars
hang on it like the last summer cherries.
The Big Dipper reflected in the water
when I saw you…
I am your prawn,
look into my eyes!
I was on the deck of a ship
with my sisters,
a handsome sailor
looked at me,
but I wasn’t for him,
I was waiting for you,
to tell you so many
beautiful stories…
I’m your prawn.
Please, look into my eyes.