What a beautiful life this has been,
I'm so sorry my friends and my kin,
I must travel alone like the wind,
'till the sea
Takes my soul in her arms.
What a beautiful knife you heva been,
Built of gold and the man made of tin,
At my side 'till it's hard to breath in,
And the blood trickles down in the sea.
Oohhh ohohoh
Oohhh ohohoh ohohoh
What a beautiful flight this has been,
Crying gulls as they weave and they spin.
But you bury yourself in the sea.
What a beautiful night this has been,
The se a water it waves at my shins,
Barnacles make their home on my skin,
'till i release myself into the sea.
Oohhh ohohoh
Oohhh ohohoh ohohoh
What a beautiful life this has been,
I'm so sorry my friends and my kin,
I must travel alone like the wind,
'till the sea
Takes my soul in her arms.
