Sturm Spielt auf Zum Tanze, Der
Der Sturm spielt auf zum Tanze
The storm tunes up for dancing,
It yells and shrieks away;
Huzzah, how the old ship waltzes!
The night is wild and gay!
A riot of tossing mountains,
Thus seems the sea to-night.
Here, yawns a sinking chasm;
There, looms a wall of white.
The sound of prayers and puking
And oaths from the cabin come;
I cling to the mast with a vengeance —
And wish that I were home!
The storm tunes up for dancing,
It yells and shrieks away;
Huzzah, how the old ship waltzes!
The night is wild and gay!
A riot of tossing mountains,
Thus seems the sea to-night.
Here, yawns a sinking chasm;
There, looms a wall of white.
The sound of prayers and puking
And oaths from the cabin come;
I cling to the mast with a vengeance —
And wish that I were home!
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