Текст песни Through The Gale

These are the roughest seas you're ever gonna sail Our hearts and our sails are ripped, our mast is cracked and frail Nothing matters at all. Nothing matters. Ahead we go. Our ship is going through, we're heading for the gale And we'll break our arms to swim if our vessels fail Nothing matters at all. Nothing matters. Ahead we go. By damned and wicked winds, you seekers of betrail Our backs and our beams shall break beneath your cold asail But we're sailors through and through, although our hope is pale Sailing is what we do, and onwards we shall sail! Nothing matters at all. Nothing matters. Ahead we go.