The water’s tranquillity,
When given the wings of wind,
Makes out of it
Something unimagined,
Shapes something like the risen sea.
Its power,
Which once lay quiet,
Comes out as
Something unimagined,
Shapes something like the risen sea.
The water’s tranquillity,
When given the wings of wind,
Makes out of it
Something unimagined,
Shapes something like the risen sea.
Its power,
Which once lay quiet,
Comes out as
Something unimagined,
Shapes something like the risen sea.