Tailgunners - The Great Marine's Sailing Songtexte

Navigate, navigate damned pilots
Make of your ships, toys of power and glory
Save the giants of highest boards
Float hoisted sails, your majesty orders
The imperial court now gives the orders
Bring us wealth and infinite wonders
The operations are paid by bankers
Lust for new lands, new directions
Closed fists around magic compasses
There they go, the fearless warriors
Without any fear of day or night
Seaquakes and storms, from the depths of hell
Awaits for them somewhere in the ocean
All those mariners reached that peaks
Marking the history of new world
Sea squads travel around the earth
Fate was written by the wind
Blowing fast over the prow
Science describes the future routes
Appreciating lines in the sky