From the stern to the bow Oh; my boat is empty Yes, my heart is empty From the hole to the how From the rudder to the sail Oh my boat is empty Yes, my hand is empty From the wrist to the nail From the ocean to the bay Oh, the sand is clean Oh, my mind is clean From the night to the day From the stern to the bow Oh, my boat is empty Oh, my head is empty From the nape to the brow From the east to the west Oh, the stream is long Yes, my dream is wrong From the birth to the death