Sunday, May 16, 2010

A Sea Song


[A Sea Song]
ex Allan Cunningham

U plano e fluidi mar!
 U venti kine seqe
Te sti ple plu fono vel
 E klin u forti pali.
E klin u forti pali, ja!
 Tem homo un aqila
Ab ci na boni navi kin
 E linqi England tele.

"O, de u fo-gentili vent!"--
 U neo-pe pa dice.
Sti don a mi u fono vent
 E plu leuko unda.
E plu leuko unda, ja!
 Na hab u boni navi.
Na eko es top aqa mund--
 U bio kon alegro.

U turba ven ab tele lun,
 U flasc in tele nefo.
A mari-pe es u musik--
 U-la fo-fono venti.
U-la fo-fono venti, ja!
 U flasc du monstra se la.
U xilo ek es na palat,
 U mar un holo-tem ra.

A wet sheet and a flowing sea,
 A wind that follows fast,
And fills the white and rustling sail
 And bends the gallant mast;
And bends the gallant mast, my boys,
 While, like the eagle free,
Away the good ship flies, and leaves
 Old England on the lee.

"O for a soft and gentle wind!"
 I heard a fair one cry;
But give to me the snoring breeze
 And white waves heaving high;
And white waves heaving high, my lads,
 The good ship, tight and free--
The world of waters is our home,
 And merry men are we.

There's tempest in yon horn`ed moon,
 And lightning in yon cloud;
But hark the music, mariners!
 The wind is piping loud;
The wind is piping loud, my boys,
 The lightning flashes free,
While the hollow oak our palace is,
 Our heritage the sea.

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