abura kōri / tomoshi-bi hosoki / nezame kana M.Basho
The narrow tongue of flame, / the oil in the lamp is frozen; / it is so sad to wake up! (© Dmitri Smirnov)
Waking in the night; / the lamp is low, / the oil freezing. (© Robert Hass)
I am going to miss you so much…
I love you Oyakata , you will be in my heart for ever !
I’m sailing away
Set an open course for the Virgin Sea
‘Cause I’ve got to be free
Free to face the life that’s ahead of me
On board I’m the captain
So climb aboard
We’ll search for tomorrow
On every shore and I’ll try
Oh Lord I’ll try
To carry on
Set an open course for the Virgin Sea
‘Cause I’ve got to be free
Free to face the life that’s ahead of me
On board I’m the captain
So climb aboard
We’ll search for tomorrow
On every shore and I’ll try
Oh Lord I’ll try
To carry on
I look to the sea
Reflections in the waves spark my memory
Some happy some sad
I think of childhood friends and the dreams we had
We live happily forever
So the story goes
But somehow we missed out
On that pot of gold
But we’ll try best that we can
To carry on
Reflections in the waves spark my memory
Some happy some sad
I think of childhood friends and the dreams we had
We live happily forever
So the story goes
But somehow we missed out
On that pot of gold
But we’ll try best that we can
To carry on
A gathering of angels
Appeared above my head
They sang to me this song of hope
And this is what they said
They said, come sail away, come sail away…………….
Appeared above my head
They sang to me this song of hope
And this is what they said
They said, come sail away, come sail away…………….
