The melody of waves kiss sandy shores,

People tanning long' those sandy beaches,

The minds of everybody now restored,

Through microphones, lifeguard voice and speeches.

Cool water is lapping at my feet,

While little kids are standing at the edge,

We sit and have a little snack to eat, 

Near the path, right beside the blooming hedge. 

Laying in the warmth, sunburn on my back,

As I smell the salty see, I am calm,

Seagulls walking through squeaky sand leave tracks,

As I massage the sand through both of my palms.