A Sweet Song of a Frozen Lake

Too many emotions unexpressed spoil my soul Words after words unsaid piled up and frozen into a lake Roughed up very badly by a lousy tough wind And always kept awake by the loud sounds of cracking But I melt into water when with you I meet Unable to hold back I turn into a stream In swing and swaying we flow into a river I talk and talk in the course of traveling And do not stop until I empty my all At the end of the day we slow a bit And with great delight silently we fall into a sea