8 April 2012

I hear my family calling Home, home Home from the sea. As the sun starts to rise, And the eagle flies, I can hear their voices from afar.

I smile to the morning light, So warm, so smooth and bright. I hear the sounds, Of a thousand birds, a sound worth a thousand pounds.

I hear my family calling, Home, home Home from the sea

With a sigh of delight, I watch the waves take flight. I hear the crashing, the pounding The pelicans calling.

I hear my family calling, Home, home Home from the sea.

BalallanAn Ode To Sailors • Opuss № I