When the wind is blowing out of the singing south When the wind is blowing out of the singing south Quando o vento está soprando do sul cantando Then would I be going, sea sprayed upon my mouth Then would I be going, sea sprayed upon my mouth Então eu iria embora, o mar espirrou na minha boca When the tide is drifting over the silver sand When the tide is drifting over the silver sand Quando a maré está baixando sobre a areia prateada My heart's sails are lifting, set for another land My heart's sails are lifting, set for another land As velas do meu coração estão levantando, rumo a outra terra When the stars are staring down from a cloudless sky When the stars are staring down from a cloudless sky Quando as estrelas estão olhando para baixo em um céu sem nuvens Then would I be faring out where the gray gulls cry Then would I be faring out where the gray gulls cry Então eu estaria saindo onde as gaivotas gritam Out where the gray gulls cry Out where the gray gulls cry Lá onde as gaivotas cinzentas choram Gray gulls cry Gray gulls cry Gaivotas cinzentas choram