The ebbing tides and breezes bend
Beneath the transitory skies,
I wonder where these waters end...


And in the mystery they lend
Embracing winds' and waters' tie
The shifting tides and breezes bend


Ever-changing seasons send
A rush of ardor past my eyes,
And beauties over waters' end


Patterns of my life now blend,
Retreating from repeating lies
Which the flowing zephyrs bend


Elements of hope defend
The grace with which the heavens cry
Mourning not the summer's end


Despite persistent twists and bends,
Horizons cannot ever end.