Stormie's gone, the good old man To my aye storm along Oh, Stormie's gone, the good old man Aye aye Mister Storm along They dug his grave with a silver spade To my aye storm along The shroud of finest silk was made Aye aye Mister Storm along He's moored at least and furled his sail To my aye storm along No danger now from wreck or gale Aye aye Storm along Of captain brave, he was the best To my aye storm along But now he's gone and is at rest Aye aye Mister Storm along Old Storm has heard the angel call To my aye storm along So sing his dirge, now one and all I recall the day the hurricane Engulfed a hundred ships Fate was stripped from our hands Waves of the size of mountainsides bludgeoned us one by one Stormie saved so many under the veil of the blackened sun As the wind came to a calm The bright sun awakened the dawn We stood in silence endlessly And gazed to the edge of the sea As we turned our heads And looked back towards the shore Our hearts sunk ever low For our captain was no more Still his body lay At the breaking of the day We lowered him with a golden chain Our eyes dim with more than rain He lies in an earthen bed Our hearts are sore, our eyes are red Storm along, we must now venture on Into the beauty of the open sea Our will must not become undone Journey onwards far as our eyes can see O do not mourn for long Let our words ring on in his memory The vast horizon draws us near Journey onwards... Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com