Oceania

Björk

One breath away
From Mother Oceania
Your nimble feet
Make prints in my sands

You have done
Good for yourselves
Since you left my wet embrace
And crawled ashore

Every boy
Is a snake, is a lily
Every pearl
Is a lynx, is a girl

Sweet like harmony
Made into flesh, oh
You dance by my side
Children sublime

You show me continents
I see the islands
You count the centuries
I blink my eyes

Hawks and sparrows
Race in my waters
Stingrays are floating
Across the sky

Little ones
My sons and my daughters, oh

Your sweat is salty
I am why
I am why
I am why