I stand and stare at the bluish sky
freshwater lake and greenery around,
The musical tides ask me to move
The small and shiny fish tell me to boat
I eagerly wait for my great master
who drives me gently far and near!
Ah! Every time, I travel, I really gain
tremendous happiness and peace,
I have no desires like a greedy man
I know not really how to pain someone
I am aware of making my master glad
and see him smiling with lots of fish!
I'm made out of a trunk of a palm tree
Which is cut, smoothed and shaped
for about sixty hard working days;
I'm not run by machine, but by hands,
Hands that are skilled and well-trained,
Hands that hardly earn their livelihood!
I'm a fortunate traditional fishing boat
Boat that bathes in rain and sunshine,
I glide, I swing, I dance and I whirl ahead,
I heartily welcome my hardworking master
who works selflessly to feed the others;
I'm his valuable asset, and he is truly mine!
I pass the valleys, hills and mountains
I trespass the grasslands and croplands
I see the smiles of mischievous children
I push and pull the speedy tidal waves
I aim at reaching the right destination
that offers him abundant self-satisfaction!
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