Feel the need of the cool wind on your face
the early call of mid day
try to sing as the waves take their place.
I watch as the light fades away
her back is turned away towards the sea
the moon tonight will be full.
Talk to me as I walk away back to her
the pull that it has won't hold me
we are drawn close and we hear the deep
throaty song of the sea.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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