Crystal and clear is water, blue and frisky is my fish.

How this tiny creature knows how to breathe?

The nest is finished and ready to make promised eggs

Love making boils water it is getting hot to watch.

Weave, weave your nest of hope

Out of bubbles of breath

Build, build your future

Airy, crystal and fresh.

Intense color of flippers, bodies clench in a dance

I was so blessed by beauty in my holy land.

The fish eggs fall on the bottom of the crowded fish tank

“Let them go!” – I scream at 3 am.

The babies are safe between their parents’ lips.

The music turns from tango into a bed-time swing.

I got tired, watching – left for the faraway land.

Came home and froze, stunned by a dry fish tank.

My nest of hope got empty on my return.

When I was gone fishing the life didn’t go on.

Oh, no, not without me, watching

Not without me, loving

Not without me, loving…you all.

Weave, weave your nest of hope

Out of bubbles of breath

Build, build your future

Airy, crystal and fresh.