We have slack in the sails and our boldness is gone
for since days, we cannot travel on.
The sun is burning and we loose our mind
everyone would have liked to resigned
The kegs are since long void
The throat is dry
The last bit of wine said already on the first day goodbye
And even the rats are going from board
Save yourself, if you can!
There is nothing but water, water, water everywhere
but we have nothing left to drink!
There is nothing but water, water, water everywhere
And the ship is about to sink!
We need some wine, wine, wine, else we will be parched!
We need some wine, wine, wine, else we will be parched!
We need some wine, wine, wine, else we will be parched!
We need some wine!
We seem to have passed the last breeze, curses on that
We would do anything for a full-filled vat.
For our sail just hangs, tired at the mast
Would just the wind come at last!
But comes no land in sight,
only water before the bow.
We want mutiny, we got enough
of our captain's bluff
Wait for Manwë's wind.
There is nothing but water, water, water everywhere
but we have nothing left to drink!
There is nothing but water, water, water everywhere
And the ship is about to sink!
We need some wine, wine, wine, else we will be parched!
We need some wine, wine, wine, else we will be parched!
We need some wine, wine, wine, else we will be parched!
We need some wine!
There is nothing but water, water, water everywhere
but we have nothing left to drink!
There is nothing but water, water, water everywhere
And the ship is about to sink!
