Set sail! A ship takes off from the French coast The destination is the port of Saint Louis A port we will not haul, nor will we see Crashed upon an unknown shore, where the hell are we?
Ran aground in the lower sea No single chance of getting free How will we get out of here? This horrible place
They want, to escape, from this, living nightmare A raft, they construct, to sail, so far away Several days, they float, upon the enormous sea Madness, insanity, they could not foresee
One after another went completely insane Drowning themselves only for no more pain Craving for water and for some food Made them eat each other just like they should
They were sure they wouldn’t survive Never to return to their homes To live their humble pretty lives They would die
There was no hope in their minds Everyone was sure that they would just die Left to rot right here
They would die of starvation Die of dehydration Drinking poisoned water Brought them to their forefathers
Wait, what is that? That light It shines so bright, it’s so big, are we saved? It comes, so close, for us? I can’t, believe, my eyes It’s a ship, are we saved? Only a few survivedTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
