Some say the wind blew sand in their eyes
Yet the wind just said hello to the beaches
The ocean was jealous and it raged in waves
All wondered what does this moment teach

They say the wind was mistreated as well
On many occasions, they had observed
But they only were brave to mention it now
How the wind was called a loser, a clown!

There on the shore, there’s this person, a clown
His mouth always smiling, his eyes shed some tears
He tried his best to cheer you, yet all you did was frown
Your words, fools, put anchors on him, now he fears...