No more, no more, I don't have my land anymore, I'm docked in this offshore, I miss the sea, I miss the ocean, Now I drink my tea with no emotion.
It was so good to sail with my comrades and friends, how could a man travel in this big boat alone? How can a man feel good about sink in his own throne?
I will not travel, it's the end of this tale, I can see which level I lost my big black sail, Oh Admiral, Oh my dear Admiral.
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