City of sails
Notes on a visit to Auckland, N.Z.
Whenever sailboats I do see
It brings your city back to me
Where sailboats are your source of pride,
as upon the wind they glide
swaying, saying they are free,
the essence of tranquillity
Thrilling, filling up the sky
Making worries seem to fly
It seems just like a fantasy,
so many sails upon the sea