Their stern lines are groaning a lullaby air, A ghost in the cuddy, a gull on the spar; But never they whisper of journeys afar, Away from the roll of the sea.
听，浪花把摇篮曲低声吟唱，那海鸥在回旋，幽灵在船舱，但他们从不提及艰苦远航， 哦，远分开狂暴陆地。
Their stern lines are groaning a lullaby air, A ghost in the cuddy, a gull on the spar; But never they whisper of journeys afar, Away from the roll of the sea.
听，浪花把摇篮曲低声吟唱，那海鸥在回旋，幽灵在船舱，但他们从不提及艰苦远航， 哦，远分开狂暴陆地。
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