Summon me to sail on,
Delight in a fantasy good time song.
But papa you were there so I’m not moving on,
Oh papa, you were there, for me so strong.
Summon me to sail on,
God damn I wish I could for so long,
But papa you gave me food,
So good,
I owe you long.
Count the hours I owe,
Nevermind the grief it bestows
Keep telling me of how I grow
Under your thumb, to life I am a no friggin show.
Because I owe,
I’ll never go
House warmth and food and bath
Cuz this, leaving is an idea of the past.
Summon me to sail on,
In my head I’m long gone son,
In my head I’m just one
But my body remains here, totally unsung.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Great time reading this, excellent! _Soul