Towards storm

Turn the sailors rudder towards the storm Today Sindhu has spewed poison Ripples are ravenous Today in the heart and in the Indus With it is the tide

Turn the sailors rudder towards the storm Say something in the tone of the waves Weigh courage in this darkness Sometimes in life Love of storms

Turn the sailors rudder towards the storm Know this boundless, personal limit Even the ocean recognizes it Man of clay Never give up

Turn the sailors rudder towards the storm

Sea has its own potential But when does sailor get tired As long as there is breath in the breath His hand doesn't stop Do it on the strength of Across seven seas

Turn the storm towards the sailors personal rudder.