She will carry me away
If I stare long
And hard enough
A wise old woman once whispered in my ear

If I danced long
and hard enough for the Sea
She would dance into her waves
laugh me into her warm endless depths
that big, roaring laughter
that shook the earth to its very core

If I laughed long and hard enough for the Sea

The wise old woman did
And now she’s the Sea and the Sea is Her
She-Sea-Sea-She-She-Sea

If I became the Sea… long and hard enough
She would become me and I would become Her

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Link to the Italian translation