Sailing Albufera

it's walking once more
                                  in the sunset
of L'Alfufera's greenish waves,
muddy bottom dying water
in a dance of whites, purple and blues

how many times have I smelt
your fresh scents and salty breeze
from the Mediterranean nearby
hiding your paddy fields

          Yes,you've walked with me
  for ages in the light
                               of my eyes, 
                                   my skin flavor