| I heard the men saying something
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| The captains tell they pay you well
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| And they say they need sailing men to
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| Show the way, and leave today
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| Was it you that said, «How long, how long?»
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| They say the sea turns so dark that
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| You know it’s time, you see the sign
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| They say the point demons guard is
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| An ocean grave, for all the brave,
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| Was it you that said, «How long, how long,
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| How long to the point of know return?»
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| Your father, he said he needs you
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| Your mother, she says she loves you
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| Your brothers, they echo your words:
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| «How far to the point of know return?»
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| «Well, how long?»
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| Today I found a message floating
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| In the sea from you to me |