:08:02
Day Seven
of this fascinating cruise...
:08:06
I love the song
about hares.
:08:09
Senya, its not topical,
about hares!
:08:13
Island of Bad Luck!
:08:28
All covered with greenery,
Absolutely, stark,
:08:31
Lies in our itinerary
An island of bad luck.
:08:40
There live the savages,
Poor, wretched guys,
:08:43
Faces bear ravages,
But kind under disguise.
:08:51
Whatever theyre doing,
It never goes right.
:08:54
They must be born to ruin
On a very black Friday night.
:09:03
Crocodiles not caught,
Coconuts wont grow.
:09:06
They weep and pray to God
For days and days in a row.
:09:14
They are no idlers,
They could have had a ball.
:09:17
They ought to cancel Fridays
Once and for all.
:09:26
But, alas, no calendar
On the isle, theres not!
:09:29
Every living islander
Just goes for a naught.
:09:35
But, alas, no calendar
On damn isle, theres not!
:09:37
Thats why poor savages,
From early morn till night,
:09:40
Counting their damages,
Lament over their plight.
:09:43
The poor devils moan,
Cursing their fate.
:09:46
What year is unknown,
As is unknown the date.