THE TALE OF THE PICKLE DIVERS Video (MV)

In the depths of the sea, where the currents roam free
There's a tale of brave divers, their work's not for thee
They toil on a pickled bank, hidden from sight
Harvesting the treasures that shimmer in the twilight

With masks on their faces and tanks on their backs
They dive into darkness, where the ocean wind lags
Down to the pickled bank, a place still unknown
Where briny cucumbers like jewels brightly show

Pickled divers bold in the sea they roam
Harvesting the treasures of a salty home
With hearts full of courage, they dive without fear
Pickles they gather for all to achieve

Their hands skilled in callows, they work without rest
Locking the pickles, a demanding conquest
Each one they retrieve is a victory won
A testament to courage beneath the shining sun

And when the work is done and their baskets are filled
They ascend to the surface, their mission fulfilled
With pickles in tow, they return to the shore
To share the fruits of labor and so much more

Pickled divers bold in the sea they roam
Harvesting the treasures from a salty home
With hearts full of courage, they dive without fear
Pickles they gather for all to achieve

Next time you taste a pickle, so salty and sweet
Remember the divers, their work and their feats
For in every chart is a story untold
Of the pickle bank secret, where bravery unfolds

Pickled divers bold in the sea they roam
Harvesting the treasures from a salty home
With hearts full of courage, they dive without fear
Pickles they gather for all to achieve