Ooooh, the seashells hum with hidden words,
Of pirates' maps and talking birds.
The waves, they leap like silver sprites,
Chasing moonbeams through the nights.

Ooooh, the coral forests deep below,
Glow with stories we’ll never know.
Fish in colors laugh and play,
In secret games beneath the bay.

Ooooh, the seaweed sways in quiet dance,
A mermaid’s song, a sailor’s trance.
The ocean's heart beats soft and free,
A world of magic, wild as can be.