Good evening, loved one, love dearest o’mine Don’t shiver, don’t shudder, ere morning is nigh I’ll tell, yes I’ll tell of my direful Fate That met me in the waters of Magellan’s strait
I say to thee, loved one, my tattered soul Has wandered hither on the gloomiest road I’ve strayed on so many a lonesome path ‘cause fate does not dither to send upon men her wrath
No, God seldom alters his plans, our fate we all have to linger, we all have to wait and death roams the waters of Magellan’s strait
The Pious’s prayer’s redeeming his soul when the labourous crossings are heavy to thole we were aiming for Rio when Neptune’s wrath struck the tempest was sudden, thus ended my luck
The Mizzen went first by a splintering roar The ship was a-shivering from poop deck to fore I prayed to the Virgin, to the mother of God “If rich men are to live, why can’t thou save my life? Save me poor sod.”
No, God seldom alters his plans, our fate we all have to linger, we all have to wait and death roams the waters of Magellan’s strait
As we tumbled thar through the Strait I was struck by a loose-cutted crate Then I fell in the sea by a spate (yes, by a spate)
Don’t mourn for me, loved one, no reason to cry I wandered the oceans, in shadows I lie Thou wilt go in life on, the sea be my grave My requiem solemly sung by the thunderous wave
No, God seldom alters his plans, our fate we all have to linger, we all have to wait and death roams the waters of Magellan’s strait