A beautiful boat they made
For a great voyage around the globe
They filled with nicety of hopes
Good hallucination kept in mind
Traveled around the earth through sea
The weighty hopes made the boat heavy
The good sky was their real friend
The cool fresh air they breathed to live
In distance they hoped for their fortune
An align land with full of wealth
The sea was rude, tidal waves strong
The weight of hopes, challenged the boat
The travelers they prayed to god
Somewhere a divine presence they felt
The boat they traveled securely reached
An align shore of peaceful land
There they made their fortunes
Good hard work they shown in day and night
Their sweet and blood made the success
The mines of gold rescued from poverty
The beautiful boat they traveled first
Beautiful ships travels now in sail
The museum they made the boat kept
As a monument of hope there we can see.
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