Thundering foam that hits the keel Like powder blazed by flints His face right to the wind The hull that creaks in every joint is Determined it will ride the main, it
It rips the wild and stormy sea like Book and eye are moved by storm The ropes are holding tight The rudder's beating left and right The ship's in seasaw motion The proudness of a majesty is
Blowing fast, blowing free A raving storm in the night
Thundering foam that hits the keel Like powder blazed by flints His face right to the wind The hull that creaks in every joint is Determined it will ride the main, it
Blowing fast, blowing free A raving storm in the night