You, who battled, among the bravest waters,
among the most indigo oceans,
among the most hostile seas…
among the most slaves waves…

You, who took away my fears,
emptiness and resentment,
who filled my heart,
of joys and colors…
snatching any of my suffers …

You, who fighted among pirates,
without suffer any fear,
you went to die among white snows,
in a cold winter morning,
taking my light, my shield and my rock,
and letting me only a mourning…

You, my captain,
do not lose sight of this watchtower…
because one day we will be together again,
on the other beach,
without further breachs…