Текст песни: A Sailor's Wings + перевод

The breeze that used to wander through valleys and hills

Became a wind on a sailor’s wings at troubled sea

Here’s the dilemma now

Do I pull these sails up?

When do I cast the net? Should I turn the helm around?

Cause we don’t, we don’t, we don’t have a map

No lighthouse, no compass or forecast

No, we don’t have a date to come back

«8 meters to portside» says the man on the crow’s nest

While the rookie adventurer longs for the seven seas

Cause we don’t, we don’t, we don’t have a map

No lighthouse, no compass or forecast

No, we don’t have a date

No we don’t, we don’t, we don’t have a lighthouse, compass or map

This cruiser that we stand on is our only certainty

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