Hanno The Navigator

It's a good dayfor going to sea

Hanno the

Navigator said to me.

There's an open sky and a steady breezeout beyond the

Pillars of

Hercules.Above the foam-kissed waves seagulls screamup in the masts of our triremeand it's a good dayfor going to sea

Hanno the

Navigator said to me.

WaterWater

From horizon to horizon

All I see is water

Steer beyond all maps and chartsdown along the coast of

Africa.The first

Phoenicians on this beach,where the monkeys gibber and the parakeets screech.

Strangest women run wild down there,covered head to toe in fur and hair.

They fight like demons,better let them be,

Hanno the

Navigator said to me.

WaterWater

From horizon to horizon

All I see is water

When you pull close to your fire at nightwith your family framed in the candlelight,safe inside these walls of stonein the only village you've ever known.

The rain-soaked moon plays splintered crystalshadows on your windowsill.

Like sparks of light in the shifting skies,our ancient ships go sailing still on

WaterWater

When my sailing days are done

I'll seek

Poseidon's daughter.

Oarsmen pull and curse and sweatunderneath this creaking deck.

At night I hear their stories told,strong through storms and weak for gold.

Carthage stands like an azure pearlhere in the middle of the known world.

And it's a good dayfor going to sea,

Hanno the

Navigator said to me.

WaterWater

From horizon to horizon

All I see is water.

WaterWater

When my sailing days are done

I'll seek

Poseidon's daughter.

It's a good dayfor going to sea,

Hanno the

Navigator said to me.