The sleepy sound of [bad word] tide
Slaps on rocks the sun had dried
Too lazy almost to sink and rise
Round low islands pink like thighs
The water engulfs shells in sand
Grows greener emerald like romance

In the morning glow,in the morning glow
In the morning glow,in the morning glow

Red as blood the sun [bad word] up
Red as blood the sea is my God

All creatures great and small
These moments overpower us all
The [bad word] up and the mist is gone
I see in the distance my long way home

In the morning glow
In the morning glow

Clear and shot I am beguiled on this spot
Far and beyond the colours change and astound
Rise and shine, the sea looks like wine
It fills my cup , my time is winding up