I knelt

In the black boat

And was angry in the ocean

I know where people are cold and damp

People are full

And people are frustrated

We always have to go

By the smallest rescue boat in the country

Because we will always sync people driving

People are fighting

Storm comes

There is no place to hide

What can I say?

Or I have clothes

They throw me down

I'm on my knees

The captain pointed out

Who did his captain?

However, we must be weak

The smallest rescue craft

I know is full of people

The smallest survivor

I know is full of people