In the ocean in the south
There’s a circle in the sun
Little children laugh and run
Now they join their hands together
Make a circle in the sun
The Frigate birds fly high
Across the lapis sky
And the Pelicans are searching in the curl
Soaring, my winged companions
Make a circle in the sun
In the sunset a young man is wading
In the shallow sea
He won’t be going home
Till his work is done
He swings his hook around
Makes a circle
In the sun
