I am one of seven brothers.

Five of us must leave and start again.

In this land of Saints and Martyrs,

Tears of sadness hide within the rain.



So fare thee well, Remember me...

Sail from the Harbour of Tears



I can hear my father calling Goodbye, lad... I'll miss you,

'Godspeed, my son, Though I don't show it.

Wherever you may go' I am a farmer of the land,

He looked so small I'm not a man of words.

Down on the quayside. Forgive me my failing,

A man I guess You never knew me.

I'll never really know. Godspeed wherever you may go...



So fare thee well,

Remember me...

Sail from the Harbour of Tears