He had caught his catch
And with his fierce eyes
I understood his pride

His hands were rough
He was strong
His face was dark of complexion
He knew what fish the People liked
He worked hard every day
He spent his day at the SEA
And nights with FRIENDS
They Called Him 'THE GUY WHO LOVED FISHING

HE is None Other Than "Yiankos 'The Fisherman'"

The man that liked to catch things
His hands were rough
His face was dark of complexion
He knew what kind people would like
He was amongst the sea during the day
At night  amongst his friends  
Eating peacefully AFTER an entire day of catching fish
His name is “Yiankos” the fisherman