Slobodan Luchezarny

I cruised my life full of emotions,
But, step by step, my hidden conscience
Raised up, enlightening so clear
All stuff that was twilighted near,
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And dreadful signs and sinful mark
The fate so willingly exposes
To those doomed to overdose
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Lest I forget that constant fight,
That all we have to run in conscience
(Seems from aside like bloody nonsense) ,
If I am tired of life at once,
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The waves are high over the bow,
The horizon is rocking hard,
Ship’s navigation is an art
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Of tropics I dream in despair!
Oh, those days under hot sun!
Oh, those nights that I had fun!
My youth, my every thought and wish
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Unknown hero kept in prison
Of my existence! Hoi polloi
And aristoi – this is the reason!
Yes, I am seaman, just like that,
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Of happy days soaked in laughter
And steamy nights remembered after
I still keep records lovely track
Just to recall those feelings back,
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My child’s first cry and morning dew,
The best vine drops a little, few
Unhappy thoughts, more breezy smiles,
Ship sailing me a thousand miles,
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Again, again I hear the sound
And feel the smell of ship's playground
Where I have spent half life at seas
And more "Eyes front! " than "Stand at ease! "
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When we sailed through the narrow waters
Heading to sea off Navy quarters,
I thought of that girl whose sweet kiss
Still was not melting on my lips!
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