Question

coromandel fishers poem 8

Answer 1

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Answer 2

Rise, brother, rise the wakening skies pray to the morning lights,
The wind lies asleep in the arm of the dawn
like a child that has cried all night


Come let us gather your nets from the shore , and
set our catamarans free,
To capture the leaping wealth of the tide,for
we are the sons of the sea!


No longer delay,let us hasten away for track
of the sea gull's call,
The sea is our mother, the cloud is our brother,
the waves are our comrades all,