OF ALL THE SHIPS 

Of all the ships the ocean rolls 
   How many find untimely graves 
Piled high by you upon the shoals, 
   O waves and winds, o winds and waves? 

  
How many a bird that leaves its bower 
   And o'er the sky in autumn draves 
You beat and blindly  overpower, 
   O winds and waves, o waves and winds?  
 

Should easy luck or high endeavour 
   Be our aim it little saves, 
For you pursue our footsteps ever, 
   O waves and winds, o winds and waves. 

  
Still, it is past our comprehending 
   What design your song enslaves, 
Rolling on until time's ending, 
   O winds and waves, o waves and winds. 
  
 

English version by Corneliu M. Popescu
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Transcribed by Oana Platon
10th class A
" Alexandru Papiu Ilarian " Highschool Dej, Romania
Teacher coordinator: Cornelia Platon
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