White Sails Demis Roussos

White sails... White sails
Mast running high
Run and knock in every door
Tell the women not to cry

Here they come
I can see most everyone
In the early morning sun
I can hear the sing from men

See how the come
Trough the wind and the ocean waves
See how they stand so mighty
One hundred days

Since they went for beyond the sea
Leaving us in empty anxiety
How many tears did we cried
Waiting for this day

In our dark imagination
How many hopes of return
Do they now fulfilled
In this happy celebration

White sails... White sails
Mast running high
Run and knock in every door
Tell the women not to cry