Yes, yes, yes... Crucify me on your ocean crossings and my shoulders will revel in my cross !

Tie me to your voyages as if to stakes,
And the sensation of the stakes will enter
Through my spine and I'll feel them in a vast,
Passive ecstasy !
Do what you like with me,
As loon as it's at sea,
On ship decks, to the sound of waves.
Wound me, rip me open, kill me !
All I want is to take to....?
A soul overflowing with Sea,
Drunk silly on maritime things,
On sailors as well as on anchors, ropes,
On distant coasts as well as on the winds howling,
On the Faraway as well as on the Wharf,
On shipwrecks as well as on peaceful trade operations,
On masts as well as on the waves,
Take to Death - in pain -
A body covered with leeches sucking away,
Covered with strange, absurd, green thoughts!

Make shrouds out of my veins !
Hawsers out of my muscles !
Flay my skin and nail it to the keels !
And let me feel the pain of the nails and never
Stop feeling it !
Make my heart into an Easter flag on my Easter ship.
On a ship telling the all story of Easter and what 
The pain of Easter conduct.