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Απ'το κελί (φωναχτά)

BY JOHN MASEFIELD

I must go down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and the sky,
And all I ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by;
And the wheel’s kick and the wind’s song and the white sail’s shaking,
And a grey mist on the sea’s face, and a grey dawn breaking.

I must go down to the seas again, for the call of the running tide
Is a wild call and a clear call that may not be denied;
And all I ask is a windy day with the white clouds flying,
And the flung spray and the blown spume, and the sea-gulls crying.

I must go down to the seas again, to the vagrant gypsy life,
To the gull’s way and the whale’s way where the wind’s like a whetted knife;
And all I ask is a merry yarn from a laughing fellow-rover,
And quiet sleep and a sweet dream when the long trick’s over.


ΑΦΗΝΟΥΜΕ ΓΕΝΕΙΑΔΑ ΓΙΑ ΝΑ ΚΡΕΜΙΟΜΑΣΤΕ ΚΡΥΦΑ
Η ΔΙΑΣΤΡΟΦΗ ΔΕΝ ΕΙΝΑΙ ΝΟΣΟΣ
ΝΟΣΟΣ ΕΙΝΑΙ ΤΟ ΣΩΣΤΟ