Classic Poem

I'd like to have such fortune
on the waters of the sea,
as Count Arnaldos had
on the morning of St. John's Day!
With a falcon on his hand
he was going out a-hunting
when he saw a galley
approaching the shore.
Its sails were of silk,
its riggings of gauze thread,
the sailor in command
was singing a song
that calmed the sea,
made the winds subside,
made the fish at the bottom
come up to the top,
and the birds flying by
come to perch on the mast.
Then spoke Count Arnaldos,
you shall hear what he said:
" In God's name I pray you, sailor,
tell me now the song you sing. "
But the sailor answered him,
and the answer was this:
" I will only tell this song
to him who sails with me. "