What do you look at all day?
Sun then moon, moon then sun
Some days cloudy and dark
Some days windy and rough
Sailor, sailor
please tell me this,
Where do you get the comfort of a foundation?
To sleep and walk without fear
whilst the raging ocean is just beneath
Waiting for that which you don't wish for
Predator!
Greyish silver simmering way ahead till horizon meets the sky! ! !
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I would like to translate this poem
A great poem, like it.