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The Ocean
I want to hear what his voice is like
I want to see the bad waves
Feel the wind and the salt coming
The ocean is strong and I want to understand it
We will go there together to listen
With the energy we can steal
Without looking for the horizon, look
It is not his end that we want to find
Hold my hand
You introduce him to me
You who have already seen his moves
Tell me what the ocean is
Hold my hand
Lead me there
We can cross it
Tell me what the ocean is
I want to hear what his voice is like
Against the rock the waves disappear
With him watching you kiss and think
Our gaze is stronger than the sea
Hold my hand
You introduce him to me
You who have already seen his moves
Tell me what the ocean is
Hold my hand
Lead me there
We can cross it
Tell me what the ocean is
Flying over the water
Feeling the spray on me
I would like to explain to you what I feel
What was born here with you
I would like to touch its ice
See what's below
I want to challenge the current
The abyss the bottom and what is there
Hold my hand
You introduce him to me
You who have already seen his moves
Tell me what the ocean is
Hold my hand
Lead me there
We can cross it
Tell me what the ocean is

His strength, his voice, those fascinating and mysterious movements, his infinity and his ability to listen... to the ocean...

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