Oh, ye great mysterious - Thousand leagues of bluenNo one knows which mysteries are hiddennBeneath your surfacennYour awful stirrings seem to speak of somenhidden soul beneathnnThe waves rise and fallnMillions of mixed shades and shadowsnLie dreaming and silentnAll what we call lives and soulsnLie dreaming... Silent... Dreaming...nnAll what we call lives and soulsnThe ever rolling wavesnRestless onenAll what we call lives and soulsnLie dreamingnOh, restless onenYour tide, the beating beast of earthnnOh, ye great mysterious shepherd of wavesnOffer me your secretsnSo he shall spout thick blood