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.