I envision the life of a sailor,
A ship on the ocean deep,
Violent winds blowing wildly,
Where raging waves seem to leap.
Like an animal caged, I yearn
On this listless, immutable shore,
Oh! give me the impregnated water,
The storm's roar and spray galore,
Sailing through the ocean waves
Like an albatross set free,
Like an albatross, my home
I'll find on the remote sea.
Once more I humbly stand
On the deck of a prominent ship,
Ahoy! so long to the shore,
As the mooring chain begins to slip.
The shoreline no longer visible,
The dark clouds showing displeasure,
A sturdy ship and seafaring mates
Challenging the unpredictable weather.
Now, the desire of my soul shall always be,
Though the ire of the tempest will rage -
To seek a home on the scattering water,
And a performance on the ocean stage.
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