In a little town not known to all

Lives the life of a boy so young

When the rooster crows to wake the sun

Off to the shore he set to sail

The waves roughly smashing on the riverbank

Lighting and thunder echoing in the mid air

Even the fishes was frighten by the day

But on as a fisherman he sailed

Deep down the ocean borders

He set his trap

Hoping to catch a meal or two

But with the waves driving the fishes

He pulled out with only a baby shrimp

On his arrival home

Mama has already prepared the meal so full

So with the little shrimp he had

He went back to the river to let it go

It’s all about fishing.