We,
We workers of the sea
In our lamp-lights
In our ancient skiffs
In our sea of waves
Rolling
Rolling
Rolling in the night
We
Workers of the sea
After the vesper song
Our work intensifies
The white-eyed fish at night
Are our starry heavens of light
And dangling the lamp-lights
Flares that explode all bright.
We
Workers of the sea
Muscles brown and brawny
Dark at night they work
We oar, we stop, we oar again,
We set the net, we raise the net,
And there's wealth of the sea
Awhile sweet clankings of
The dangling lamps
At night
At night
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