The color of blue blinds my eyes,
I am in the sea of my heart,
I want to make a fin,
Where is my tail?
The water left a trail on the sand stand,
And the next second I wash it,
Life comes and goes in a hurry,
The tears of the shell condensed into pearls to remember.
Look at the clouds running, the wind chasing, playing.
Then the light laughed, the sea screamed, and the weather changed.
Who is swimming? Fish are swimming against the tide.
The water wave is gentle and caressing, like in a dream.
The blue color fills the sight,
The comfort of the moment is fascinating and confusing,
The waves beat and made me elegant,
Pretending to be stranded is resting.
My hometown is one centimeter away from me,
Slowly, the yellow sand engulfed the body,
Looking at the world, breathing in silence,
Listen to the palm of the wind, lend me a few arms.
Look at the clouds running, the wind chasing, playing.
Then the light laughed, the sea screamed, and the weather changed.
Who is swimming? Fish are swimming against the tide.
The water wave is gentle and caressing, like in a dream.
Look at the clouds running, the wind chasing, playing.
Then the light laughed, the sea screamed, and the weather changed.
Who is swimming? Fish are swimming against the tide.
The water wave is gentle and caressing, like in a dream.
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