One breath away from mother Oceaní°òa
Your nimble feet make prints in my sands
You have done good for yourselves
Since you left my wet embrace and crawled ashore
Every boy, is a snake is a lily
Every pearl is a lynx, is a girl
Sweet like harmony made into flesh
You count the centuries, I blink my eyes
Hawks and sparrows race in my waters
Stingrays are floating across the sky
Little ones, my sons and my daughters