Son Qual Nave
Cecilia Bartoli
I am like a ship
I am like a ship
I am like a ship tossed
By several rocks amidst the waves
It gets confused, and frightened, sails through the high sea, sails through, the high sea
I am like a ship tossed, tossed
By several rocks amidst the waves, amidst the waves
It gets confused, and frightened sails through the high sea, through the high sea
It gets confused, and frightened sails through the high sea
Through the high sea
But upon seeing the beloved shore
It leaves the waves and the treacherous wind
And goes to the port to rest