Buried for decades, in the shoal,
Oh! travelling man show us your mole.
Bell that toiled for Boatswain and crew,
Tell us its you, give us a clue.
Hiden for centuries to be found at last,
Treasure us with stories of your past.
Who would have thought in 20 you lie,
Even i was a sailor passerby.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem