From: ibshambat@gmail.com   
      
   Ships will dock for a while and set out on high seas,     
   Ships will dock for a while - and through storms and through fear     
   They will lay once again on the course without cease    
   To return once again in half year.     
      
   All return but the best and most loyal of friends,    
   All return but the most devoted ladies,    
   All return but the ones on whom heart most depends    
   I have no trust in fate, in myself even less faith.     
      
   But I’d like to believe that this is not the end,    
   That someday we'll no longer burn ships in despair.    
   I of course will return - full of deeds full of friends    
   I of course will return - it won't be half a year.   
      
   By Vladimir Vysotsky   
   Translated from Russian by Ilya Shambat   
   https://sites.google.com/site/ibshambat   
      
   --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05   
    * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)