Year
You wet the streets;
allowed the lamps to gild them.
You fogged the air
with salty mists and vapours.
And there was seaweed
and slimy lapis;
and there were masts,
pointing at the moons.
By your waves, oh Ocean,
I tremble.
I tried to swallow you whole.
allowed the lamps to gild them.
You fogged the air
with salty mists and vapours.
And there was seaweed
and slimy lapis;
and there were masts,
pointing at the moons.
By your waves, oh Ocean,
I tremble.
I tried to swallow you whole.