We sat at a restaurant had a meal which was expensive,
since it was New Year Eve, the intention was to go home
but my wife met some French people; her first language is French,
and she was happy to speak her own tongue.
I don`t speak a word of that Roman soldier's dialect and sat for
five hours waiting for twelve o`clock it was a drawn-out birth.
Went for a walk, down at the marina I thought of throwing myself
into the water to break the ennui, but the water was dark and cold
and the chance to be rescued by a dolphin was near null.
New Year 30 years ago I came to this restaurant I had fallen off a ship,
dripping wet I was nevertheless welcomed and was given food and wine,
Next day I had a cold and decided to move inland away from the sea.
I remember when I swam ashore a dolphin came I held on to it and
the friendly animal piloted me to shallow water.
I was wondering about the dolphin, how long does one of them live?
Useless speculation, I better go into the restaurant listen to
the blaring music and be patient, one day I will be recognised.