Текст песни Sarah Brightman - A Salty Dog
Sarah Brightman - A Salty Dog слова песни
All hands on deckWe`ll run afloatI heard the captain cryExplore the shipReplace the cookLet no one leave aliveAcross the straitsAround the hornHow far can sailors fly?A twisted pathA tortured courseAnd no one left aliveWe sailed for partsUnknown to manWhere ships come home to dieNo lofty peakNo fortress boat,Could match our captains eyeUpon the seventh sea sick dayWe`ve made our port of callThe sand so whiteThe sea so blueNo mortal place at allWe fired the gunAnd burned the mastAnd rode from ship to shoreThe captain criedWe sailors weptOur tears were tears of joyHow many moonsAnd many JunesHow far since we`ve made landA Salty DogOur seaman`s lotYou`re witness my own hand