Tell him to hold me tight
in his embrace,
tell him to remember my face,
when I drown in this ocean and fall beneath the waves.

But I will swim
and find my way out,
just to run to my man
and hold him tight.

And even then,
when my skin is ruined from the sea,
I will dress all in white
and hold his hand.

So, world, please,
just let me, let me
dance with my man.

Šejla Silić