Let's make sail the wind is right Weigh the anchor fast Say farewell to kids and wife We're taking off at last We're heading for south america Seeking for an island Where no one else has been before Where no one else has stepped ashore Shift the helm to south of west Let's sail into the night We're gliding through the ocean fast Although the devil smiles For somewhere in south america Waits an island in the sun Where noone else has been before Where no man at arms has stepped ashore Let's make sail the wind is right Weigh the anchor fast Say farewell to kids and wife We're taking off at last We're heading for south america Seeking for an island Where no one and nothing has been before We'll even sail a year or more The departure (instr.) They had left the harbour of lisbon in the early evening sailed around The southern peak of europe crossed the atlantic ocean along the west Coast of africa and cast anchor for the first time at the "cape of good Hope"...calmness under a starry sky.