this poem is about those medieval sailors, and their bravery, adventure, and achievements. this poem is about those medieval sailors, and their bravery, adventure, and ach...

It dawned. The sun was leaving, Its heavenly bedroom. It dawned. The sun was leaving, Its heavenly bedroom.

Now I'm back in my room, Looking over the windowsill... Now I'm back in my room, Looking over the windowsill...

sky reaches our eyes! sky reaches our eyes!

I am riding on the waves of my million impulses! I am riding on the waves of my million impulses!

I want to rule the world I want to lead the way I want to cross the seas I want to rule the world I want to lead the way I want to cross the seas