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Endless sun on the endless sea,

no shade nor land nor rain

We must reach the shores we seek

to stave off certain death

Would the winds found our souls

idling on the main

And waft us to new life and wealth

with firm and steady breath

We hope for land, a world without a name

Where our dreams come true, we lay our claim

After 78 days at sea,

hunger is our hell

We are losing teeth and limbs

whilst thirst has left some blind

We toil to urge this vessel on

and see its canvas swell

May God have mercy on the souls

we have left behind

We hope for land, a world without a name

Where our dreams come true, we lay our claim

We hope for land, a world without a name

Where our dreams come true, we lay our claim