We sail to
the frozen sea
Don't know
what we'll find
& what will be
When we get
there we'll see
In the dessert of
frozen water
Where nothing moves
everything stands still
You can smell
an bird from
a mile away
There is nothing
here to kill
The ice won't break
or melt
We have to walk
(over the open field)
until it's liquid again
Carry the meat
& liquor
& gold by hand
Do you remember
the Dutchmen
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