I disappear in the sea,
Lost in the depths of blues
The gentle current embraces me,
The waves are wild but true…
The waves whisper me all the secrets,
Of how seaweed dances the waltz,
The bubbles appear so quickly,
That they become friends of white foam.
And nimble fish are playing tag,
Seashells compete in beauty,
To be sea’s friend is really great,
With happiness I am blooming!
Sea
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