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.