The clamor of the sea’s surge You can hear out of the knotty labyrinth Of the conch, striking alike At a girl’s ear – Round, pink and appetizing… What a miraculous invention It’s the conch of a shellfish – A prodigious house, That allows to it a comfortable shelter, From many sea’s dangers. It’s probable, owing this it chant, careless, Because can to admire The wonders of sea, in safety. Many of things can to tell you this song, If you can to bee a good listener, If you can to rely of the scintillation That generates the mother-of-pearl, Pure, brilliant… If you can to bee lifting By the dreams of the shellfish … Strange and shadowy… Adela Vasiloi