I’ve given up on you I won’t call you anymore For me to be envious of that Someone by your side, I only feel sorrow A seagull is only a gull It cannot become a woman, much less a peacock or a dove I couldn’t have become The gentle woman you desired from the very beginning More than crossing the blue skies, I have a dream, but A seagull is only a gull, Suited to taking the skies alone.
I’ve given up on you I don’t care where you are headed Where you are, what you’re doing Not a single thing becomes me A seagull is only a gull It cannot become a woman much less a peacock or a dove I couldn’t have become The gentle woman you desired until the very end Even losing sight of this ocean A seagull is only a gull, Suited to taking the skies alone.