Oh dusty and weary old man you be,
Return old man, return to the sea.
I've miles to go to keep my vows,
I can not return to the sea just now.
Return old man, return to me,
For I am your love, I am the sea.
My cross I bear and faith is true,
I can not return to sea nor you.
Return old man, return to we,
Return to your post upon the sea.
The forests are deeper than a single tree,
They I will wander while you whisper to me.
Return old man I pray once more,
Return to the sea beyond the shore.
I've a mine to work for it's silver and gold,
To the sea I'll return with the treasure to hold.
Come swiftly old man, return to the sea,
The waves are churning; roiling for thee.
Fifty acres I've set with the Summer's seed,
To the harvest I must lest they turn to weeds.
Return to the sea for lonely are we,
Return old man to your home on the sea.
I still search for the one promised me,
Find her I will before I return to the sea.
Foolish old man, return to the sea,
For we are the ones promised to thee.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem