Softly, blows the breezes,
Coming from the sea,
Bringing breaths of
Freshness.
Hear the seagulls,
Calling
And their shrilling plea,
While soaring,
Ever graceful,
In the twirling,
Swirling breeze.
Softly, blows the breezes,
Coming from the sea,
Bringing breaths of
Freshness.
Hear the seagulls,
Calling
And their shrilling plea,
While soaring,
Ever graceful,
In the twirling,
Swirling breeze.