If the ocean were warm - never cold br We would take a boat as in tales of old br With wooden oar to the heart of the sea br So we could get lost – just you and me. br br The oar will be thrown overboard br You’ll hold one end and I the other br We’ll dropp and watch it sink like a load br Then freely float to an unknown border br br A day might pass, a month‘ll be too soon br I will have only you, sea, suns and moon br I’ll hold you close both night and day- br As tide and breeze blow us into bay br br A welcome song played by mountain brass br -wind whispering on the virgin hills br Colored by wild flowers and dew-sated grass – br Will be enough to command thrills br br In us: two lovers attending love’s hand. br As we were born we’ll walk to the land br Childishly playing with the water’s cool; br We’ll begin our unending Yule br br Of living freely– the coconut’s jelly br Would be enough to lick hunger's problem, br The stream enough to wash our body; br All I need is you - my bonny blossom. br br When night comes we’ll cuddle by the fire br Blanketed by each others skin br We’ll make love till sleep forces us to retire br Then wake in the morning and live again.