Mary Celeste, your way is the lonelinEss
Your spirit is the ocean's bottom,
Your voice is the voice of sirEns.
Your mystery is not foggoten.
Like you, Mary Celeste,
I'm falling into freezing water
Like you, I'll be the best
Of sectets, which are not foggoten.
Mary Celeste, forgive
For myth which I has dispeled
Your heart, your soul will live
But mine - is disappearing.
Mary Celeste
© Copyright: Анастасия Побяржина Адамчук, 2005
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