"O GOD BE GOOD TO ME..
THY SEA IS SO WIDE AND MY SHIP IS SO SMALL.."
Welcome Aboard Mariners Alike - Malaysia Rule The Waves
its hard to describe how a man could left everything he had on land and went out to sea... its even harder to describe how bright the stars at night and how fresh the cool morning air when you are in the middle of the ocean... the hardest thing is to describe how close you are to death and how god could took your life at any time... come to sea and see for yourself...
GOD SPEED AND FAIR WINDS
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It's a damn tough life full of toil and strife We whalermen undergo. And we don't give a damn when the day is done How hard the winds did blow. For we're homeward bound from the Arctic ground With a good ship, taut and free And we don't give a damn when we drink our rum With the girls of Old Maui.
Rolling down to Old Maui, me boys Rolling down to Old Maui We're homeward bound from the Arctic ground Rolling down to Old Maui.
Once more we sail with a northerly gale Through the ice and wind and rain. Them native maids, them tropical glades, We soon shall see again. Six hellish months have passed away On the cold Kamchatka Sea, But now we're bound from the Arctic ground Rolling down to Old Maui.
Once more we sail with a northerly gale Towards our island home. Our mainmast sprung, our whaling done, And we ain't go far to roam. Our stuns'l boom is carried away What care we for that sound? A living gale is after us, Thank God we're homeward bound.
How soft the breeze through the island trees, Now the ice is far astern. Them native maids, them tropical glades Is a-waiting our return. Even now their soft brown eyes look out Hoping some fine day to see Our baggy sails runnin' 'fore the gales Rolling down to old Maui.
ikansadinmknorang merupakan teknokrat dari spesies ikan pelagik laut dalam nokturnal zaman jurasik yg hampir pupus.pendokong fahaman berkecuali dan realist.suke makan dan berlari sejauh 1.2km sehari.navigator syarikat perkapalan terbesar negara.