In a sea of lonely waves,

Riding high and low,

Tides return and flow,

In a sea of lovely waves,

Riding past mermaids,

Tides delivering to them beautiful treasures,

Under the deep depths,

Lays mountains of jewels,

Mermaids guard their exotic gems,

Under the deep hills,

Lays in crevices deep,

Under sunken ship like graves,

A treasure more beautiful than creation,

A treasure more desired than crude gold,

A treasure so great its sparkles spread madness.