Little Fish

Little Fish in the pond,
Do you know when you can get out?
Do you know the feeling of flying?
Gaze at the sun through the glass-like surface,
Look at the moon with hope and longing,
Sing a song from the bottom of your heart.
The sea I so long to hear crash,
When will it start?
The world I see through this limitation,
When will it stop?

Little Fish in the pond,
Do you know you were born to be free?
The ripples that dance around this sheet,
Travel, smiling...
Only to find out that soon they will disappear.
Will I experience the same fate?
Will I be able to smile?
Before the inevitable happens...

Little Fish in the pond,
Do your desires shout out?
So loud it can escape your confinement?
So strong, it can break the illusion?

When will you stop?
When will you stop sifting through the waters?
Will you stop?
Oh, Little Fish in the pond...