The mishap on the way from the pier

The mishap on the way from the pier

I was following her for my ship

With wind in my face

I suddenly Der powder floating , a white

Pain and fatigue

I wanted to get up , but people held me

And he said calmly , breathe slowly , let someone wants family

And I know my class and dockworker , I hit a radio ,

 cool partner , has Fe , to you

A white light siren

My family my dependents

At first I was afraid and trembled

I kept thinking that I could not live without the stowage

The wall , the smell , the wind Pier hold

How I miss this coexistence

I'm going crazy , but I understand

I did not want this moment one begins

Where everything and nothing

I stopped here expect a life

Just to get back those moments

I know that nothing will ever be the same

I stumble I fall apart

But I tell

With all of my lungs

I will not let it end like this

I will ascend step by step

In strong thoughts and memories memory I hold

Wanting to turn , I can escape the hand of God

What makes me raise my meat

I know that in a month , a day I will leave behind the sadness

with victory

And the importance of having lived a great lesson

That we are nothing without anyone

Without passion or dreams .

And mourning section section

To feel the breeze from the pier

The wall heat

The solidarity of fellow

With wind in my face

For wherever I go

I will always be a stevedore