Where is my left?
Where is my right?
What is this mist
That eclipses the light?
What are my bearings
And where is the sun?
I cannot go back
And I cannot sail on.
I am lost,
I am lost,
Will I ever be free
Of this finger like fog
On this mystery sea?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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