16 acessos
Four little boats
Wash to the shore
One from the South
Three from the North
Safe from the sea
They hide till they're found
Four sets of sails
They fall to the ground
Anchors away
I can't promise you that everything will be okay
All I can say
Is when the water comes,
So will the horizon
Anchors away
Anchors away
Pale(?) little beach
Nothing but sand
Four little boats
Never meant for the land
Anchors away
I can't promise you that everything will be okay
All I can say
Is when the water comes,
So will the horizon
Anchors away
Anchors away
Anchors away
I can't promise you that everything will be okay
All I can say
Is when the water comes,
So will the horizon
Anchors away
Anchors away