40' کے بول

As I glance once upon the foam 40 feet beneath my feet The cold has come, flows through the molten veins Cooling all the blood to slush, congeals around again Oh, la, la, la-la, la, la, la-la, la, la, la-la, la la-la la La, la, la-la, la, la, la-la, la, la, la-la, la la-la la Oh, and 40 feet remain Soft scales upon my drying arms Burn my back beneath the sun But I am cold beneath the burning rays Looking down, looking down Down, down again Oh, la, la, la-la, la, la, la-la, la, la, la-la, la la-la la La, la, la-la, la, la, la-la, la, la, la-la, la la-la la Oh, and 40 feet remain La, la, la-la, la, la, la-la, la, la, la-la, la la-la la La, la, la-la, la, la, la-la, la, la, la-la, la la-la la La, la, la-la, la, la, la-la, la, la, la-la, la la-la la La, la, la-la, la, la, la-la, la, la, la-la, la la-la la Oh, and 40 feet remain