Hello sailor, good luck to you
You have packed your trunk, you have set sail
I know you will not come back
They say that the wind of the stars
And saltier than a trade wind
And saltier than a trade wind
More heady than a mistral
More heady than a mistral
Goodbye sailor, you will be missed
Goodbye sailor, you will be missed
Your blue eyes, your admiral air
Hello sailor, good luck to you
I say good luck to you but it hurts me
Because sailor you take with you
All our crystal childhood
And our honeyed youth
And our honeyed youth
And all our rainbow plans
And all our rainbow plans
And Cape Horn à Etretat,
From Le Havre to the beaches of Goa
The horizon you remember
You, the sailors, are like this
You know nothing other than leaving
You, the sailors, you are cruel
You leave us without your memories
You, the sailors, you are heartless
You prefer the sea to your loves
And the sirens of each port
to your mothers, your wives and your sisters
Marine life passes without noise
Like before all in shocks
Sometimes it is the swell and the roll
And sometimes the wave is gentle
So I do as I must
So I do as I must
I live peacefully on the edge of a precipice
Tranquilly on the edge of a meadow ©cipice
Sailor you would be proud I think
Sailor you would be proud I think
I live on faze, the wind at my heels
Just like you

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