In the Cove of the Dead Corpses

Let me tell you this old story,

bout the wise man by the sea,

In the cove of the dead corpses,

on a rock, always sitting,

by the sea.

In the cove of the dead corpses,

rain or shine, he’ll take a dip,

no one knows what for he’s waiting,

on a rock, always sitting,

by the sea.

(chorus)

Some one said he was just a poor old mad man,

Some one said he sailed the seven seas,

Some one said he was looking for his mermaid,

On a rock, always sitting,

by the sea.

In the cove of the dead corpses,

when the gale rages free,

in his arms the wind brings voices,

they are laughing and drinking,

by the sea.

CHORUS

Tell me wise man what you look for,

Tell me wise man what you look for,

I’m looking for my good old fellows,

one day we were young and free,

on these sands between the sea and the horizon,

they here set us free.

When you see the seven dolphins,

and seven corpses on the shore,

And the green ray sets the sun down

then we will be free!