In the cradle of the endless blue,
Where whispers weave through the gentle waves,
The sea sings stories old and true,
Of dreams it cradles, and hearts it saves.

Beneath the moon’s soft silver light,
Dancers of foam on the surface play,
Guided by stars through the quiet night,
In the sea’s embrace, they find their way.

Echoes of ancient mariners’ songs,
Reside in the depths where silence reigns,
Tales of courage, where time belongs,
And mysteries bound in salt-stained chains.

Oh, endless sea with boundless grace,
Keeper of secrets, vast and deep,
In your embrace, we find our place,
In dreams you guard, as we softly sleep.