The ship is sailing; it is sailing
In the wild ocean, in the silent sea.
It is sailing; it is sailing.

It is ferrying us to our native place.
Some are happy; some are sad.
It is sailing leaving behind no trace.

The helsman is steering it at his own choice.
It is sailing; we are watching.
But he is with us; he is hearing our voice.

The ship is sailing; it is sailing
In the wild ocean, in the silent sea.
It is sailing; it is sailing.