The Legend of the Fisher's Bay (em Inglês)

When the Moon and the Stars finally lay

The Sun comes up onto the Fisher's Bay

And on the wet sand where the boats stay

Water comes gently leading back the way

Into the sea to where they are conveyed

Where soon their catches will become their pay

Despite the worst of all those days in grey

Or for how long it can be sung their pray

A nature's law is permanently obeyed.

The supreme light has so the final say:

It's not a renovation every year

It is just a New Year every day