Good ghosts, apparently stepped out of the ocean
now they're cleaning our rooms
I shuffle for breakfast in the all-inclusive
Buenas, is kindly the women’s greeting
The sea is so soft
but the surf is hard
It whips me in a fierce battle
before I can finally swim.
The blue bracelet cut up
I feel driven out of paradise.
Soon the memory has faded
but stayed with hardworking mermaids