On the boarding walkways
Popular or first, behind or in front
We load the trunks, from the docks onto the deck
We load in the holds steel and curses
All that's missing is a sign, a word from the captain
From the cabins to the kitchens on the same boat

A finger of champagne, a toast to departure
In the holds the prison and the quarter hours
From social evenings, waltzes or tango
To the shadows in pain a bad twist gut
Waiting for the stopover, Athens or Macao
Under the same stars on the same boat

In the fire of the machines suffers sailor
Near the pool the beautiful and the handsome
From engine rooms, jewel lounges
Here the sweat, the greatest luxury above
But let a storm come, a wave in a jump
All souls worry on the same boat

When the stars get involved on the vast ocean
When everything becomes so fragile in the face of the elements
No more rank no more class, no more prison or beauty
Everyone the same anxiety, on the same boat

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