Once i had this urge to go sailing, leaving the shore in a boat of wood.
Sailing, sailing on, all alone I will cast anchor a place where it's calm
and stay for a while, sit back and wonder how things are down under and smile.
Not the urge to go somewhere else, not the urge to blow away, not the urge to travel far
but the urge for stand still. I can imagine the fine weather, sunrays' playing between kind waves...
A jumping fish says hello and the birds are singing.
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