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I pushed the boat from the pier Desperately, and perhaps even with anger. I pushed the boat from the beginning, From the banks, where we had no luck. I pushed the boat from the pier, From the banks of sadness and fuss, To make whirls of life and destiny , Circle again, as at the beginning. Whirls of life are circling, whirls of life are circling And turns of life are dangerous and steep. And our days and years are passing, while swimming or going through the fords Our years passing, but you, don’t go away. I pushed the boat - as ordered My heart and also your eyes. I pushed the boat,so that the glow of our love Can always burn. I pushed the boat to those latitudes, And you are not my judge! In open spaces, where whirls of life are circling, Whirls of life and fate.