Whatever may cometh,
You carry on, oh sailor!
Whatever you may lose,
Move on, oh dear sailor!

Oh, I swear by myself,
And I do not utter lies.

Carry the memories along,
To the umpteenth furlong.
May them be good or bad,
Just prize it what you had.

Oh, I swear by myself,
And I do not utter lies.

Howsoever may be the day,
You have to move on today.
What you'll get in your life,
You'll play the relaxed fife.

Oh I swear by myself,
And I do not utter lies.

Whatever may cometh,
You carry on, oh sailor!
Whatever you may lose,
Move on, oh dear sailor!

I Saw A Nightmare The Other Day,
I Saw A Night Spent In A Cave,
Food Is What I Just Like All Others Crave.

You Can't Stop Shivering Anytime,
You Try Sitting Closer The Fire,
You Arrest Your Hands To Heat Them Up.

As You Look At The Grim Sky Of Night,
A Tear Trickles Down Your Eyes,
And You Quickly Wipe It Off Lest It Freezes.

They Start Talking About Blame,
They Put The Blame On The Mother,
Then You Try Not To Scream At Them.

For It Might Well Be The Earth's Bane,
It's Her Revenge Returning Every Torture,
Why Put The Blame On Her You Ask Them.

"The Earth Has Its Cycle Of Cold," They Say,
"Wasn't It Us Who Made Her Bound To Do So?" I Demand,
They Stay Quiet - Speechless To Say Anything Knowing What I Hinted.

Then I Wake Up Disturbed By A School Van,
I Try Not To Think Of My Nightmare,
But As I Peered At The Van From Behind The Curtains - The Nightmare Seems So Smokily Near.

The clouds above are rumbling,
As if sleeping giants are snoring.
Rain drops are tinkling on the tin,
Just winking amidst all of the din.
The early December chill is sweet,
Soon there will not be a thing to eat.
All will freeze in the chilly breeze,
Ice age just has so much to please,
Recall it all what I told if you can.
Juxtaposed by mother nature is it,
Her most wicked chilly plan it is.