I will give you now a warning, so prick up your ears Because I lived trough it all If you ever decide to do it, just keep in your mind That you'll go back to Botany Bay evetually! Hay! Farwell my keya, and farwell me wife, This old devil - the Sea - calls for me again! Again, I will feel the deck's planks under my feet And I'll be looking from above on the sea down belo I wanted to stay on land and get my life together But I ended up sieving sand for few long days, goddammit I have not found any gold at all and my purse was empty But whatever, because every night, Botany Bay calls me Hay! Farwell my keya, and farwell me wife, This old devil - the Sea - calls for me again! Again, I will feel the deck's planks under my feet And I'll be looking from above on the sea down below Long rows of underlais for silver train track Piles of bricks and stones, because I tried winning against HIM But when the Southern wind blows-, oh, go ahead and laugh But I can still feel this salt, salt from Botany Bay Hay! Farwell my keya, and farwell me wife, This old devil - the Sea - calls for me again! Again, I will feel the deck's planks under my feet And I'll be looking from above on the sea down below I feel this pain inside me, persistent like a toothache Whatever I won't start, I'll give up eventually I had so many different jobs in my long carrer But I always kept goig back - as I'm a Sailor from Botany Bay! Hay! Farwell my keya, and farwell me wife, This old devil - the Sea - calls for me again! Again, I will feel the deck's planks under my feet And I'll be looking from above on the sea down below
