There's this patch of blue water
In the heart of Victoria
Where the whistling gates
And the cogerans fly

And a chapel looks down
On the place where I've willed
I should make my life's voyage
Whenever I die

So carry my ashes on down from the chapel
Sail them away to Chayira's fair aisle
Scatter them over the rocks of Chayira
Let them blow free in the breezes of Kyle

Chayira, Chayira
Chayira

And the mountains stand fast
In the cloud and the thunder
They look to the flame
Where the heathen are free

Where the hippo can guffle
The Rhino can wander
There on Chayira my spirit will be

So carry my ashes on down from the chapel
Sail them away to Chayira's fair aisle
Scatter them over the rocks of Chayira
Let them blow free in the breezes of Kyle

Chayira, Chayira
Chayira

Chayira, Chayira
Chayira