Have you seen the Virgin on the rock
The white clothes over the waves,
When, Bush in a stormy haze,
Played with the sea shores.
When a ray of lightning lit up
Her hourly brilliantly scarlet,
And the wind fought and flew
With its volatile veil?
Fine sea in stormy haze
And the sky in a blaze without glaze;
But trust me: virgin on the rock
beautiful waves, Heaven and storm.
Thank you very much saved