What will you have with your silver tides
you flood us and at the same time you break our lives?

South and North Seas…
Dead or Indigos …
Pacific or Atlantic…
all with destinies…

Seas of turquoise waters
that hide infinite dangers…

White sand beaches
where waves of frustration collide…

Coasts of fine stone
where tides of aversion meet…

There is no calm sea…
there is always something in our soul…
There is no sea without control…
it does not matter what is your role…