| The boat lived cheerful and slender:
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| He hovered over the waves like a falcon.
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| Himself, they say, he built,
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| He made himself, they say.
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| I soaked myself with resin,
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| He dressed himself in oak and metal,
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| He himself led himself on a flight - his own pilot,
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| Your own boatswain, sailor, captain.
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| There was a boat, noisy sails,
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| I was not afraid of anything anywhere.
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| And volcanoes with gray eyebrows
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| They led him off at the sight of him.
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| There was a boat on the summer seas,
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| Made faces to the last kings,
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| Are all countries in bloom, is everything in place, -
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| Recorded everything, checked everything!
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| Fifteen times, twenty times a day
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| Other courts met with him:
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| They will stand and talk for a minute
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| And again they will run somewhere...
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| There was a boat, dreaming about something,
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| Everything that I saw, I wound on the masts,
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| He drew conclusions himself, - his own pilot,
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| Your own boatswain, sailor, captain! |