That happens to you, Liverbird?

Sitting opposite to the Mersey, there he is...
The Liverbird of sad look...

He, which day after day and hour after hour looks at the Sea and in occasions he sighs on having felt that he suffocates...

That happens to you, Liverbird?
Because only you look and sigh without anything more?
It is that alone I search what has taken the Sea to me...

Looking at it in your interior, there in his to look, I feel since it crushes in his interior and his weeping non-stop.

Already do not cry, sad Liverbird, already do not suffer more... Because today these contemplating beautiful mas that could be contemplated.

These sat opposite to the beautiful and mysterious Mersey, and there little by little you can smyle more and more...

By Maria Gutierrez Navarro