Sahurs is a commune in the Seine-Maritime department in the Haute-Normandie region in northern France.
A village of forestry and farming situated inside a meander of the river Seine, some 8 miles (13 km) southwest of Rouen at the junction of the D5 and the D351 roads. A car ferry connects the commune with the south bank.
He makes his way
He hopes someday
He’ll find someone to love
He sees a girl
Her tail is curled
He swims up close to her
But he’s a seahorse of course
Surely he knows
When you’re a seahorse of course
That’s how it goes
They meet, they mate
And things are great
But only for a while
He wakes at dawn
He knows she’s gone
Somehow he’s not surprised
Cause he’s a seahorse of course
Surely he knows
When you’re a seahorse of course
That’s how it goes
And the waves above go up and down
The big fish circle all around
It’s hard and mean and dark and cold
There’s no one else but him
Alone, afraid
His plans unmade
He helps his young survive
He makes his way
He hopes someday
To find someone to love
But he’s a seahorse of course
Surely he knows
When you’re a seahorse of course