(The whole song must be read to be appreciated!)

You thought the leaden winter would bring you down forever/But you rode upon a steamer to the violence of the sun.

And the colors of the sea blind your eyes with trembling mermaids/And you touch the distant beaches with tales of brave Ulysses/How his naked ears were tortured by the sirens sweetly singing/For the sparkling waves are calling you to kiss their white-laced lips.

And you see a girl's brown body dancing through the turquoise/And her footprints make you follow where the sky loves the sea/And when your fingers find her, she drowns you in her body/Carving deep blue ripples in the tissues of your mind.

Tiny purple fishes run laughing through your fingers/And you want to take her with you to the hard land of the winter.

Her name is Aphrodite and she rides a crimson shell/And you know you cannot leave her for you touched the distant sands/With tales of brave Ulysses; how his naked ears were tortured/By the sirens sweetly singing.

Tiny purple fishes run laughing through your fingers/And you want to take her with you to the hard land of the winter.