I put no faith in signs nor omens,
In superstitions I don't trust.
I'm not afraid of perjury nor poison,
And I don't run away. There is no blight
Perpetual is everything and everyone
For all we care, there's only life and light.
For death and darkness are forfeit and gone
No sense to be afraid of dying,
If either seventy or seventeen years old.
On this sea's shore we're all together,
And I'm the one who hauls the net
When waves calm down and smoothly set
And banks of immortality aplenty gather.