Do you remember? In our sleepy cove
Slept green water,
When the wake column
Entered the military court.
Four - gray. And questions
We were worried about an hour,
And tanned sailors
It is important to go past us.
The world has become increasingly tempting and,
And then - the court sailed away.
We could see: all four
Burrowed into the ocean and into the night.
Once again, it became customary sea,
Lighthouse sadly blinked,
When low semaphore
The last gave the signal…
How little is necessary in this life
Us, children - and you and me.
The heart rejoice pleased
And the smallest novelty.
Accidentally on pocket knife
Find speck of distant countries -
And the world will once again strange,
Wrapped in colored fog!
1911 – 6 February 1914
Aber'Wrach, Finistère
