Ocean, ah, the Ocean,
my ever-turning Sea,
mostly violent company
but tenderer with me.
Voluptuous and mirthful,
at every break of dawn,
indulges yearning pleas
and sings of loves forgone.

Ocean, ah, my Ocean,
comely as blustery,
spare me not the crushing waves
of untamed amity.
Be with me tomorrow
as yesterday, as now;
ever my Tumultuous Friend,
say this as a vow —
Ocean, ah, my Ocean,
for thus to me art thou.