I cannot stay, is it true?
They want me to be back at noon
Pulling the anchor on board
Now I'll be sailing off shore
My women are saying goodbye to me
My women are crying my name
The salt in the air, and now I'm free
And that is what matters to me
I shouldn't have run in the night
After we had such a fight
Pulling this anchor on board
Now we are sailing off shore
My women are saying goodbye to me
My women are calling my name
The salt in my hair, and now I'm free
And that is what matters to me
You and I are the only ones
That I can trust, that I can trust
When I'm on my own, when I'm on my own
I can feel the air, I can feel it in my hair
Make it one more time, make it once again
One more time, one last time!