I’ve summoned love and I called upon you There ain’t no love in the way that I love you I’ve summoned love and I called upon you There ain’t no love in the way that I love you
I prayed and prayed for sober days, when wine and rum would finally be over with my bones; when this poison would no longer be my wife. I kept to myself the disquiet of the hours, the torment of those endless nights and the death of all hope, but all this time I was the good hand inviting darkness inside. Old age brought me another hunger, another faith, a different taste to my mouth. I wrote a song never to be sung with the wrecks of the days, and then another and another, until my voice couldn’t hold them anymore. I swore I would kill you in every single song
Of Drunken sailors and happy pirates, how I wish I’d sail with you Drunken sailors and happy pirates, how I wish I’d sail with you
And still they wouldn’t believe me, I still couldn’t believe me. A song with a broken heart... You know there’s a hell for every man? There’s the one of which you’ve been warned and this other that I will tell: it’s time, the only devil we have welcomed into our house
Of Drunken sailors and happy pirates, how I wish I’d sail with you Drunken sailors and happy pirates, how I wish I’d sail with you Of Drunken sailors and happy pirates, how I wish I’d sail with you Drunken sailors and happy pirates, how I wish I’d sail with you
We must leave now and face the night. The dark and cold night. Goodnight