This boat carries me along
Through raging storms and angry waters we go on
I claim I have attempted to jump overboard
But this but merely carries me to shore
No matter how water take, the engine prattles on
The tattered sail always fills with wind
I wonder if that's some sort of sin
This boat carries me along
Through raging storms and angry waters we go on
Against my will we trudge along
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I would like to translate this poem