Master of the Seas -

Crew on board, sleeping in their Networks

All restless in his long journey

Expecting the worst when the drift

Navigating in the flavor waves

Long time live sand, water and broken shell

In search of just one ship

The ship’s master of Europe

You name Napoleon

Will be masters of the seas

O oo… o.

Will be masters of the seas

O oo… o.

Will be masters of the seas

O oo… o.

Will be masters of the seas

O oo… o.

Of the seas and sands

The ship´s bells ringing at dawn

Tambour play at the sight of the enemy ship

A large caravel north

Only the British fleet stands before him.