Sea-Fever                 By John Masefield

I must down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and the sky,
And all I ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by,
And the wheel's kick and the wind's song and the white sail's shaking,
And a grey mist on the sea's face, and a grey dawn breaking.

I must down to the seas again, for the call of the running tide
Is a wild call and a clear call that may not be denied;
And all I ask is a windy day with the white clouds flying,
And the flung spray and the blown spume, and the sea-gulls crying.

I must down to the seas again, to the vagrant gypsy life,
To the gull's way and the whale's way where the wind's like a whetted knife;
And all I ask is a merry yarn from a laughing fellow-rover
And quiet sleep and a sweet dream when the long trick's over.

我必須回到海裡去 回到那寂寞的海天裡
我只需一只高高的船和一顆星星相伴
輪舵聲起 風在高歌 白帆飄盪
海面起微霧 朝露濕曉天

我必須回到海裡去 奔騰的浪潮在呼喚
我無法抗拒那宏亮且清晰的呼喊
我只需一個有風的日子
白雲隨浪舞 海鳥聲不息

我必須回到海裡去 回到漂泊的吉普賽
群鷗逐鯨游 勁風如利刃
我只需一縷流浪伙伴的歡愉絲絃
在我交班時伴我沈入夢鄉

(翻得有點走調了.. 還是原詩好.. 廢話.. 人家可是桂冠詩人)