We are water, air and Sal, as Oceanica Foam Jose Angel ♡ ♡ Buesa English Subtitled
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We are water, air and salt, such as foam oceanica.
Wind attempt to change its standard.
My body quivers steam at night,
still subject to tidal influence from remote.
We are children of the sea, fish with feet and hands,
labyrinths of dying in great flakes.
The tree grows straight mast-prone,
but the curtain sailing abdicates its effectiveness.
Ancient shipwreck on land,
secretly still hurts the sea.
Blood is a third-place finisher of the river,
and foam love builds monuments.
We are water, air and salt taste of the time.
There are voices calling.
