The helicopter landed on the rock, and the pilot and the girl rushed to meet the mermaid874
The mermaid looked out over the bay, singing:
I want to ride the white cloud
I live in the clear sea with fish
Here in the calm sea and the colors of the herbs
Joy appears on the faces of fish and weed
Their voices ripple in the splashes that float from the depths to the surface
Draw a picture of peace
The Palace King fell into the depths, dumbfounded
Dwells in a palace of stumps of weeds in the depths
I want to meet the king and ride the white cloud
His image multiplied in spots around me
A place where minors live
Spot a long sunken ship led by
The sound is approaching me and rushing towards me
He says: How beautiful is this place. I want to stay with the fish.
I sit here looking at the blue of the sky and the sun's rays
The sky is overcast and the sun is setting at another time
Come closer and gather, voices, drowned pilots
Why are you sad?
I looked around, they wrote, and we regret it
We carry the white flag
I'm looking forward to the white cloud