In the lands I'm born, only known to those
Who've tamed the seas and plundered gold,
Who've peered with death on ferry's shore,
Who've lost their chance to spell what's known...
But, if a speck of their vision's spelled,
They'd rob those spells, and spell themselves
Whole accolades! On a visage,
that had enchanted them! On a visage,
that burnt like books within their hearts,
......
In the lands I'm born, only known to those
Who've tamed the seas and plundered gold,
Who've peered with death on ferry's shore,
Who've lost their chance to spell what's known...
But, if a speck of their vision's spelled,
They'd rob those spells, and spell themselves
Whole accolades! On a visage,
that had enchanted them! On a visage,
that burnt like books within their hearts,
......