The sirens home is in the open seas.
Where the soul is free.
Gliding through the turquoise waves of foam.
Beautiful, mystical, wild, and free.
Enchantress of the sea.
Haunting songs that drift through the salty breeze.
Dancing with the waves in rhythm with the sea.
Their magic that captures the soul.
Where the skyline meets the sea.
Rolling waves foaming white.
It's such a lovely sight.
A enchanting world under the sea.
The mermaids live wild and free.
The mysteries of the beautiful depts.
It's beauty takes your breath away.
As the waves rush in upon the glistening sands.
Listen close and hear the mermaids song.
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