A South Sea Song
Balmy breath from azure sky,
Blowing in such gentle gales
Making us with swelling sails
Over opal ocean fly;
Blow through me, so pure and strong,
Fill my waiting spirit's sails,
Sweep my heartstrings with your gales
Till they shall give forth a song!
Blowing in such gentle gales
Making us with swelling sails
Over opal ocean fly;
Blow through me, so pure and strong,
Fill my waiting spirit's sails,
Sweep my heartstrings with your gales
Till they shall give forth a song!
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