It is mighty and strong,
It is wide and large,
It covers the whole planet,
There is always a cool breeze,
blowing from its restless surface,
What is this movement?
It is the motion of the ocean.
A force to be reckon with,
So much unforgiving power,
Its waves build up and crash down,
Its water is salty and thick,
Its motion is foever going,
The mighty rolling ocean.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem