River Of Change - The Old Boatswain lyrics

On the seven seas, a lot of ships Brave against the unknown Face the horizon line As the old boatswain Storm and flat calm, the stars that guide The vortex, a typhoon, billows and ice Rum in veins, salt in hair Of the old boatswain Typhus and scurvy, no rain, lack of water Crew one by one, they all die The indifferent chill, the empty galley Tied to the rudder the old boatswain Hoisted the sails, figurehead on the prow Tired arms have lost the course Under a new Grey sky Roams alone the old boatswain Fog is hazing the sight, going adrift Broken mast's falling down A phantom ship with dead seamen And one alive the old boatswain Sail, go adrift to the fjords Sail, go away from the north Lost all the hopes and left all the faith The old man prepares himself to die But a light breaks the sky And wind holds up the old boatswain Just a wreckage ploughing the waves Silver foam from the rotten tail Now a smile appears on his face A tired laughter from the old boatswain Sail, go adrift to the fjords Sail, go away from the north