My wonderful island
Sea environment is.
There's usually wood
I hung shield.
I was lost in the sea
At unclear boundaries.
But my fear was
And word on the shield.
When my vengeance
Singing in battle,
can, Virgo, read
On my soul.
You can see,
That you just dread
AND, the black army
Napadaya, pray!
24 April 1903
