Yaw, god of all waters, to whom I dedicate my dreams. The ocean was born out of your frozen soul, melted by the sun, heated by the fire. We love to take our bath, we enjoy your waves, we fear your violence, we envy your naivity, we look commonly at the way you reflect the rays and the heat of our origin. Don't you ever be afraid, you are our beloved child, don't you cry, we love you, it all belongs to you. We love you, don't you cry.