'Why are you not tired?
After a long tour.
Why are you running with Xebec?
Like a mighty man.
Alas! isn't finished yet your tour? '
A loudly voice!
then came to me floating...
'It isn't finished yet my tour
Did not sunset, period is noon at four.'
'Aren't you fearful?
Don't you have to fear?
I understand that I will sink
In my body is shocked by fright
Oh, it's a dangerous tour.'
Shout with angrily!
He answered at once...
'Aren't you seeing my strong muscles
What are you afraid?
The mast is very hard,
Oars pull has stood up.
I would not be worried too.'
'You have brought massage of joy
You have grappled prestige of fearless.
You are commander of nation
You are enlightened like sunrise.
We are proud of your audaciousness.'
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem