The seagulls of summer have flown

The sailors have wintered their boats

Come sit by the fire

And tell me your secret

Love isn't kept easily

（Chorus）

And is she beautiful

She must be pretty or worth

To ride the high seas

She must be beautiful

White linen sails

That have captured your vagrant breeze

Singing a siren's song

Luring you far from the harbor and into the gales

She must be beautiful

So beautiful

To have stolen the wind from my sail

Casting your dreams out of sea

Will you remember me

As years go by

Washed away with the tide

It was I who set you free