Sailing away in the morning
The seagulls cry in the sky
Far away on the horizon
A distant ship is passing by
The summer sun warms the ocean
And the sail is caught by the wind

Setting course away from the mainland
Leaving the shoreline behind
The sound from a fish breaking the surface
And a grebe is diving for food
The smell of seaweed and bladder wrack
Can steal your heart anytime

Vast is the ocean before you
Powerful not humble but great