Answer:
What can go through glass without breaking it?
The moon is my father. The sea is my mother. I have a million brothers. I die when I reach land
A caribbean shape that makes ships disappear
The more of it there is, the less you see.
There is someone, and there is always another, for without the other, there wouldn't be one
They are many and one, they wave and they drum, Used to cover a state, they go with you everywhere.