If I could go back a hundred years or more 
Back to the ages I adore 
I put myself on a sailing boat 
Sailing the seas, carrying my load 
Put into ports of every new found land 
The crew drops the anchor on my command 
down the boats, and we go ashore 
But too bad, I know this can't happen anymore 

Time is a book, a book of glory 
and in a book of stories 
you can't turn the page back anymore 

If I could go back a hundred years or more 
Back to the ages I adore 
I'd become an inventor to discover new things 
I'd find out flying with my own wings 
I'd find out light and the electric train 
and I'd find out how to make it rain 
Yes, I should find out all those things 
Although sometimes I was wrong 
But I'd never find out a gun or a bomb