Letras
All hands on deck, we run afloat
I heard the captain cry
Explore the ship, replace the cook
Let no one leave alive
Across the straits, around the horn
How far can sailors fly?
A twisted path, a tortured course
And no one left alive
We sailed for parts unknown to man
Where ships come home to die
No lofty peak, no fortress bold
Could match our captain's eye
Upon the seventh seasick day
We made our port of call
With sands so white and seas so blue
No mortal place at all
We fired the gun and burnt the mast
And rowed from ship to shore
The captain cried, we sailors wept
Our tears were tears of joy
How many moons and many Junes
Have passed since we made land?
The salty dog and the seaman's log
Your witness, my own hand