Ship sailing out to sea,

If thou canst not take me,

Take at least with thy hope

Of other ports my misery

And what in me doth grope.

Ship sailing far away

Let me dream thou canst go

Where I at last may

No longer live with woe

Or with grief stay.

Ship sailing out to Death

Go far, go far

Under the breath

Of the wind, while the star

Of Fate listeneth.

Ship that are not anywhere,

But that I dream,

That is why you art fair.

Sail or sail not... Seem

To sail. That is all. Where?

Ship that I dream and fades

In my dreams distance, go

There are happier glades

Beyond where I know

But this is today and woe.