In the blinding summer of my youth
I came across a tumultuous sea
there was no respite
from the silent tears of my soul
I watched the seagulls soar
and the fishes were a shining silver
under the god's bright light
and of the hungry fishermen's smile
In the blinding summer of my life
I came across a tumultuous sea
and the wind brisked across my face
under the god's bright light.
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