• A ship is sailing thru, but why
    Its sails are beyond compare
    It looks as though it could fly
    Maybe that's why she is so fare

    The sails thru winds are blowing
    Whipping, flapping like butterfly wings
    Moving thru waters at night they're glowing
    As stars shine bright, she looks like a king

    Europe, Spain, and far away places
    She lives to sail
    And see many faces
    Yet we know she will never fail

    When she returns she brings exotic stories
    And tales of hero's glories