If I had been born two hundred years ago
I would have been a sailor, and sailing I would go
I´d sail around the Capes and across the seven seas and then back home
If I had been born two hundred years ago

And I would know the waters, and the waters would know me
I would cut across the waves, and be as happy as can be
I´d be landless, I´d be loveless, I´d be flight and fancy-free
I would know the waters, and the waters would know me

And when I think about the place and time where I was born
I wonder if the hands of faith had slipped and placed me wrong
‘cause there are ships I could have sailed and sailors boots I could have worn
When I think about the place and time where I was born

But the ocean is still out there, magnificent and wide
She´s got open arms to hold me, and endless space to hide
And the only things that hold me back are things I hold inside
The ocean is still out there, magnificent and wide

Sailing I should go