Ahoy ahoy, how does the whistle of the steamer...
Tu -Tut, Tu -Tut, the steamer blows while she goes...

Why do I have to sleep at night oh Nana my Nana?
Cause you need to rest just like the sun my dear...

Sun rays lit them up.
Sparkling little drops of rain...

Sometimes the pain rises like a wave
Lamenting and howling about your departure...

You are now lost to me!
And yet I am back to the grind...