Becalmed Lyrics

A ship she dreams
Of wind in her sails
Of wind in her sails
Unfound
And shining gas
We cross the sea
We cross the sea for home
Then we'll all raise our voices
A song in our heart
And set our eyes on distant shores
With wind in our sails again
There'll be cheering and calling
No more squabbling and mourning
When we have the wind in our sails
When we have our feet on the ground
We'll sauther fortune around
There'll be feasting and pleasure
No more rationing and measure
When we have the wind in our sails