Oh sea, carry me to your core

Make me yours and I want no more.

I won’t be like your waves for sure

Who always love to runaway for shore

You will have nothing to deplore.

Just bestow me with the wings of water

that have no extinction to offer

that have no purity improper

That will enable me to explore

Your currents, your tides and your ocean floor

I will never leave you in tsunami, whirlpool, sea storm or more

As they are yours because you keep them all in store

I have not made this plea for you to ignore

Make me yours and I want no more.