Based on Belgium 1964
Robert Cogoi — Près de ma rivière
Freedom from my prison
Of a small round bowl
I’ll cross every ocean
Swim free as the sole
Twirl through hidden trenches
Bounce off coral reefs
Leap high with the salmon
Drink the seven seas
Flakes will not drift from above
Who would care now if I starve?
Seas will be stirred up by storms
But I am reborn
Glide through the warm Volta
Skate round the North Pole
Surf waves with the haddock
Now the world’s my bowl
Won at a fairground
Life trapped in a gaol
But now, no more glass surround
Just sea I inhale
Freedom leaves me breathless
Salt’s taking a toll
There’ll be no adventures
How I miss my bowl