“Enough, Enough, Oh Ocean”: Music of the Pearl Divers in the Arabian Gulf

Abstract

They fight death and all its elementsWhile smilingO how I suffer from the long nightsWitnessing those motherless diversEvery time a month passes by, another followsUntil the eyes grow old.Murshid bin Sa’d al-Bithali.Oh, how lucky are the richWho no longer cross the ocean as me.And again:If I was rich and a merchantI would never have endeavoredBut I'm weak and all I haveIs my cane.Fahad Rashid Boorsely