A lady with a million fortunes, a lady with a thousand faces
Who travels all around the ocean on a storm
She lost herself along the ledges
And vanished on the night in the foam
A lady with a million decades, a lady with a thousand avengers
Reaches at the floating sea ships like a flame
She wheedled all along the fought front
And vanished in the light of her fame
The flying dutchman ship is just a myth
Curses with sailing are lies miswritten whim
A lady with a million facets, a lady with a thousand daydreams
Echoes in the ears of seamen like a shell
She searched for a treasure fortune
And vanished in the depth under spell
A lady with a million journeys, a lady with a thousand ghostmen
Is blowing on around the centuries on a curse
She lost herself among the tiny ships
And vanished in the mind of a verse
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