This is the story of the last trip of a drunken man
Who lost his tender one in the rolling waves
He swallowed hundreds of bottles, and told his friends


He was gonna cross the sea to find his love
I want to dance with you the whole night under the sea
Well ride the whales and fly straight to the Moon.
And dive to the deepest and coldest sands
And then well hear the sirens voice saying: do you know Im your mother?
It was early in the morning when the sun shone
The clouds were turning red as gory drawings
Everyone was sleeping around the dead fire (but one was missing)
He never came back and he never will
He reached his love, and danced with her the whole night, under the sea
He rode the whales and flew straight to the Moon.
And dived to the deepest and coldest sands
And then he heard the sirens voice saying: did you know you had a daughter?