Why do [bad word] in our world to shed the blood ?
Why do they kill us and spoil our only home ?
Why do they think that we want to live to let them eat ?
Why do they doom us to die in their dead nets loop ?

Inside the dead grasp of net walls
We [bad word] to and fro
And presentiment of painful death
Evokes soundless shout
So let it sound in your ears
To remind you how we were free in our native seas
And how we were killed

We are the sons of ocean
We are the children, the children of the sea