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To a friend who disapeared in the shipwreck of the " Joola" boat with about more than one thousand lives.

Thursday, September 26th , 2002 ( Senegal )

You were ready to depart

And in your eyes I could see

That you were fascinated by the Sea

Which you considered God's best work of art.

We were saying goodbye, gladly

On that day, I'd always remember sadly.

Why should, from the sea, come the evil?

What has turned an angel into a devil?

This shipwreck is a destin we can't fight;

It has turned our days into long and cold nights

This ship has sunk with inside a friend of mine

Since then, the sun, for me doesn't shine.

I know I will never see you again

That's why my heart is so full of pain

Like lost goods which will never be found

Like dead flowers lying withered on the ground

For ever you've gone...

For ever I'll be alone...

Whenever I look at your picture in the frame

I feel that live will never be the same

When I sleep I can't help calling your name

And to forget my sorrow

I say to myself you'll come back tomorrow