Just a semi-sad peom about a sailor dying out at sea who never said goodbye to his love.
I was a sailor sailing the seven seas,
And then my eye caught a glimpse of thee.
You are my charm and my Majesty;
You are my love and my soon to be.
I was a soldier fighting a pointless war,
A pawn to be played for the warlord’s score
I do not dare to kill a man anymore,
For I’ve been shaken down to my core.
I cannot stand to wait here to see you soon,
For your eyes, they sparkle just like the moon.
I would take you to the desert dunes,
So let us sail into the summer June.
I guess I lied, but there’s no need to frown,
I never guessed my ship would be going down.
Relay the news to the nearest town;
At the funeral wear white like your wedding gown.
Sadly it seems it is over for me;
I never said goodbye to my Majesty.
I think I’m falling into melancholy,
At the thought of dying for eternity.
Now I’m drifting off into the raging sea;
The storm had managed to capture me,
And my men float ever so helplessly,
Adrift in the water they drown quietly.
I’ll be gone soon, I won’t need to wait.
Soon I’ll be passing right through those gates;
You promised you’d never forget this date;
I just hope that you won’t be too late.
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