Foram-se as barcas embora Foram-se os homens ao mar Quem ficou na praia chora Por querer ve-los voltar. O mar tem tantos segredos Que nao os sabe ninguem
Oh shit, get your towels ready It's about to go down Everybody in the place hit the fucking deck But stay on your motherfucking toes We running this,
After all, our dreams went down Sinking for our very eyes Still echoing the sound Oh, the frozen dreadful cries Witnessed the passing of our only loves
Goin' down, goin' down, goin' down, goin' down Goin' down, goin' down, goin' down, goin' down Livin' on phat pockets on flat wit tha gat Rollin' around
Hey, arms of the ocean reach out for you Rusty pipes, can?t help calling for you too The brine is finer than wine but be careful not to drink too much
I wish I could be silent, I wish I could turn my back on this But you'd be right there waiting, waiting with your knife in hand Ready to cut the life
Das wird nie vorbei sein auch wenn wir uns trennen weil wir diese Liebe nie vergessen können. Kommen graue Tage wird in unsern Träumen ganz
I am the toiler the old ship-slave I stoke the fire that keep you brave And this I give for all mankind Sail away on an ocean wave I am the voyager of
All aboard here we go, all aboard here we go and we`ll be comin atcha, comin on atcha, comin on atcha woa woa were comin on atcha comin on atcha ahhh
Oh the time will come up When the winds will stop And the breeze will cease to be breathin'. Like the stillness in the wind 'Fore the hurricane begins
Oh the time will come up when the winds will stop And the breeze will cease to be breathin' Like the stillness in the wind before the hurricane begins
Boat on the Charles Train on a spur, down by the riverside The door's open wide Planes in a line, just seven miles away They leave every day And someone
Ships don't just disappear in the night Do they? People don't really die of fright Do they? We all know it just ain't so So don't be afraid when
Now your ships are burned And the evil has returned It will creep upon you There's nothin' to do It will rip up your mind And death you will find Life
We're sailing on a strange boat Heading for a strange shore We're sailing on a strange boat Heading for a strange shore Carrying the strangest cargo That
Leaving, but never far enough Like a ship caught in the bay We'll show each other where it hurts We'll make the fuckers pay And what is it we don't do
Oh, wildly cohering in a watery deep We'll drop her down to the bottom We'll drop her down like she's nothing And the water is all Oh, the water is still
I'm a ship, I'm a ship, I'm a ship Out on the sea None of my love Floating wild come back to me So I write you a letter, I'll write you a letter With