• the song of the sea
    is sung merrily
    as a song of toil
    the sea does boil
    pulling and pushing
    the waves are shushing

    long it has been
    for one to win
    against the sea
    and hear her plea
    for the one she loves
    cries like the doves

    the sky her mate
    changing colors in late
    wishing he might see
    her smile of glee
    giving her hope
    so she won't mope