I am one of seven brothers,
five of us must leave and start again.
In this land of Saints and Martyrs,
Tears of sadness hide within the rain
So fare thee well,
Remember me....
Sail from the Harbour of Tears
I can hear my father calling
'Godspeed, my son,
wherever you may go'
He looked so small
down on the quayside,
A man I guess
I'll never really know.
So fare thee well,
Remember me....
Sail from the Harbour of Tears