Itvara

How glorious is the ocean,

Patient in her heart

With all the worst things it can take

Gives life and does her part.

Patient in her heart,

She seldom seeks revenge,

Gives life and does her part,

To sustain life even with the stench.

She seldom seeks revenge,

As she expands and expands,

To sustain life even with the stench,

With a hope of new world from the land.

She expands and expands,

With all the joy that she has,

With a hope of new world from the land,

Holding a mirror made of glass

With all the joy she has,

She sees the disappointment one day,

Holding a mirror made of glass

She finally screams all the way.