Orchestra of the Sea
On the shore I could see,
The beautiful debris
That chattered pleasantly
In the waves of the sea
As if they were scattered
Across the land
Some were tattered
And grinded into sand
Although others shined
In the bright noon sun
Here I could find
The most beautiful one
A pearly pink shell
That I put in my palm
Its beauty made my heart swell
And the world seemed calm
Its beauty reminded me of
A petit little old lady
That truly loved, provoked memory
Who sang to me as a baby
She used to sing
To me when night came near
And to my ear I put the pearly thing
And the music again I did hear
Soft whispering Lula bye
That soothed a baby’s cry
Trapped in this shell
Where in my pocket it fell,
For now the songs will never cease,
Hidden away were the memories of peace,
Pour toujour j’ecouterai,
With me she will be for the rest of my days.
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