When I realised
To my soul I must be soft;
Ah, the boat had sailed too far,
And there's no sight of shores.
When I perceived
To myself I must be kind;
Ah, the boat had leaked by then,
And there's no sight of rescue.
When I apprehended
To my heart I must be true;
Ah, I ventured into deep debt,
And there's no sight of recovery.
When I comprehended
To myself I must have loved;
Ah, the boat had half-sunk,
And so am I submerged in despair
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