You can never trust in a sailor's love.
The seas will wash out your photograph.
These dreams you have of an open sea
and a good strong man...
Oh the burden of dreaming.
All set for the night.
I can feel a storm is brewing.
The sun and tide,
Rise up up Maria.
The ocean's bride,
my light Maria.
Maria.
Let me comb your hair
as my mother did.
In our home, this lighthouse
We're hidden.
But the seas cry out
full of desperate men.
Our children are not forgotten.
All set for the night.
I can feel a storm is brewing.
The sun and tide
rise up up Maria.
The ocean's bride
my light Maria.
The sun and tide
rise up up Maria.
The ocean's bride
my light Maria
The sun and tide
rise up up Maria.
The ocean's bride
my light Maria.
Maria.
