Johnny Boy [English translation]

Your time is here, get up, my boy

For the sails are hoisted high

I do think, you want to go with us

Far away on our ship

You're old enough, if you want

Then come, but quickly, we're on our way

Boy, hurry up

Because dark clouds fill the sky

Johnny boy, Johnny boy

We're bound for stormy weather

Johnny boy, Johnny boy

Better wish your lads farewell

Somewhere out, far away

We're sailing on together

Oh Johnny my, we are leaving tonight

Johnny, say goodbye

Fetch the sails, fasten the load

Because something is brewing

Hold strong, my boy, its the Heaven will

The sea will make you a man today

When the dance begins, tie yourself to the mast

And don't forget to pray

There is no return, if the Lord so wills

Then he will spare you

Johnny boy, Johnny boy

We're bound for stormy weather

Johnny boy, Johnny boy

Better wish your lads farewell

And back home, far away

Our loves will grief together

Oh Johnny my, it's live and let die

Johnny say goodbye

A Hellish night with fear of death

The sea is playing with it

And suddenly a rock appears

With no way to escape it

When the storm calms down, a ship can be seen

It tips slowly towards the stern

Only a boy sits at the mast

No one else on deck

With the first ray that breaks through the night

White sails, full speed

A ship is coming, hold on my boy

Hold on, rescue approaches

Only a mast juts out, from the rocky reef

Johnny moves no more

He is brought home

For the rest of the crew the coffins are empty

Johnny boy, Johnny boy

You were bound for stormy weather

Johnny boy, Johnny boy

May the angels guide you home

Somewhere out faraway

You lost your lives together

You had to die, the only heaven knows why

John, my boy, goodbye

Johnny boy, Johnny boy

You were bound for stormy weather

Johnny boy, Johnny boy

May the angels guide you home

Somewhere out faraway

You lost your lives together

You had to die only heaven knows why

John, my boy, goodbye

John, my boy, goodbye

• Artist:Santiano
• Album:Von Liebe, Tod und Freiheit