Whale song

In dawn hunting silence
the oceans mirror sleeps
and the reflection from the keel
wakes the whale from his sleep.

And he knows the time
he must go up
it will hit him at the speed of light
and with dignity no human has
he will begin his last fight.

Who do you think
who do you think they are?
Who do you think
who do you think they are?

Money counts, money talks
the businessmen spoke.
Who believes in Greenpeace dream?
For him it’s a bad joke.

He doesn’t hear, he doesn’t see
the whale’s last fight
and if he did would bet his money
on his captain’s sight.