Anchored stood the ship
Where the rest has been put to stay
The owners will hook them down
And journey away
The waves that bash the shore know little
The waters that swim against the stable ships
The way of the free only the free will know
The dock yard remembers the ships whispers
The Whispers for freedom
To roam the waters and set sail before dawn
Take the anchors off
Let us set sail forth
Again, and again
As free as the sun and loose at the waves
As the skies are exempted
So a day will come when the ships too will
The ways of the free only the free will know
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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