Ahoy ahoy, how does the whistle of the steamer...
Tu -Tut, Tu -Tut, the steamer blows while she goes...

Why do I have to sleep at night oh Nana my Nana?
Cause you need to rest just like the sun my dear...

Sun rays lit them up.
Sparkling little drops of rain...

Sometimes the pain rises like a wave
Lamenting and howling about your departure...

You are now lost to me!
And yet I am back to the grind...

Black skies spread out all around
Lying on the hard ground looking up...

Don't lay a hand on her body
Don't break any skin...

Childhood, like the white lacy foam riding on...
Gleefully surge on to the shore carrying exciting...

Your head is bowed in reverence
You touch my feet and worship...

Saw his teacher walk in.
Expectantly he stood there...

Denuded they stood
huddled outside one last time...

Stiff and creaking joints--
Nature's way of warning you...