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作词 : Manuel Felder

作曲 : Manuel Felder/Lucas Pfeifer/Daniel Fet/Philippe Jüttner/Patrik Muggli

No more boats out on the sea

Not one soul to hear his plea

The last damn thing that he ever saw

Were old gin bottles on the ocean floor

Took the moments when they arise

And then inked them in his arms

Always had a pipe in his mouth

And a glow inside his eyes

Go bring the little book he wrote

I hope it's not too late, they're mourning

All black and mourning

Go bring the little book he wrote

I hope it's not too late, they're mourning

All black and mourning

Put that boat back out to sea

And sail it like it's meant to be

You could travel with a hundred piece

And tell us all those things you did

Take that book right off your shelf

And tell us more about yourself

There sure be stories that no one knew

Caught an ear with the winds that blew

Took the moments when they arise

And then inked them in his arms

Always had a pipe in his mouth

And a glow inside his eyes

Go bring the little book he wrote

I hope it's not too late, they're mourning

All black and mourning

Go bring the little book he wrote

I hope it's not too late, they're mourning

All black and mourning

Go bring the little book he wrote

I hope it's not too late, they're mourning

All black and mourning

Go bring the little book he wrote

I hope it's not too late, they're mourning

All black and mourning