Fonti Bila Under a Hot Midday Sun
 Whispering waves meet the black sand     the sea puts on a sparkling silver dress the current rushes in with the wind
​only to then recede.
Ah… se eu pudesse ficar.
Where I stand only nature’s music comforts me
​the endless sea invites me to spread my wings, but I linger a while longer.
I know I have to part.