Honey drips from golden wings

Melting at the touch of the Sun

Nothing short of harmony

Just like when an angel sings

Accompanied by pure agony

All of joy and beauty is gone

Sweet caress of the sea below

Soothing the deeper he sinks

Waves' foam imitates the echo

Of his last laugh of victory unmatched

Lasting no longer after he blinks

His body may rest at the ocean floor

But to the Sun his soul remains attached

Elated and full of love ready to soar