Letras
Heading home for the last time west across the sea
There's a cold wind blowing but it doesn't bother me
I can hear the dockyard calling and the lights dance in the sky
As the summer takes its leave, so must I
And the white sands of Ulan say, "Will you come again?"
As the North Sea greets the sailor
With a cold east rain from the shore
And the old boat rolls a little more
Looking out from the top deck, the coastline fades away
And the last of the trawlers say goodbye to the day
So here's to the first time I sailed that stormy sea
It has changed so many lives as it changed me
And the white sands of Ulan say, "Will you come again?"
As the North Sea greets the sailor
With a cold east rain from the shore
And the old boat rolls a little more
There will be no surprises, I've been here before
A silver beam tracked slowly from Fehnau's distant shore
Carried through the night, strangers and me
To where the Forth runs down to the North Sea
And the white sands of Ulan say, "Will you come again?"
As the North Sea greets the sailor
With a cold east rain from the shore
And the old boat rolls a little more
And the white sands of Ulan say, "Will you come again?"
As the North Sea greets the sailor
With a cold east rain from the shore
And the old boat rolls a little more
And the old boat rolls a little more