Alaskan Verses - Sonnet # 4

Leaving from Anchorage riding a horse
going to Homer in a unkown road
I see the sea where the fishermen had the fish sold
Where the fishermen were like those men on the gold race

Alaska, your people and the sea
that link is really unbreakable
Be a fisherman if you're able
Throw the net on the water and the fish that you see

I got in the boat whith them and saw something
appearing a big whale underwater
Oh, fisherman, you're the Sea's King

It was a big whale passing us by
Oh, my Holly Nature, we ought to be our lover
'Cos you are fragile that I make you cry