The sun rises in the east and
sets the west
but always anew and fresh,
waves rush to the shore with promising cures
and go back
adding the strength of salts vital
here lie the dolphins dead and oysters scattered
and the sea always invites
the joys and sorrows to be shared with
blue...
blue...
and a spreading blue
you depart as well and he comes in.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem