[Verse 1]
For the first time with the full rigging
I take the rudder and keep sailing into the wind
And it's like the first kiss
Salt on the lips, the taste of hot water
[Chorus]
O ho ho, lists and lists! (Tilts!)
O ho ho, waves chasing waves! (What a wave!)
O ho ho, hold on tight girls/boys! (Onto ropes!/Onto hooks!)
What a wind, the Eight is probably blowing
[Verse 2]
"Stay the ship", alright I’ll do it in a moment
I hear the captain cursing quitely
I lose the wind and instead of going in with the bow
It catches me from behind, comrades start to laugh
[Chorus]
O ho ho, lists and lists! (Tilts!)
O ho ho, waves chasing waves! (What a wave!)
O ho ho, hold on tight girls/boys! (Onto ropes!/Onto hooks!)
What a wind, the Eight is probably blowing
[Verse 3]
Hey you there, leaning overboard
Therе is nothing to laugh about
Shut up and better beg Nеptune
That nothing falls on you
[Chorus]
O ho ho, lists and lists! (Tilts!)
O ho ho, waves chasing waves! (What a wave!)
O ho ho, hold on tight girls/boys! (Onto ropes!/Onto hooks!)
What a wind, the Eight is probably blowing
[Verse 4]
Drops of fog, in the dust of rainbow droplets
The yacht is dancing, the day drips onto the deck
Tomorrow I'll sail again because I discovered
The sea, a yacht, an old sailor song
[Chorus]
O ho ho, lists and lists! (Tilts!)
O ho ho, waves chasing waves! (What a wave!)
O ho ho, hold on tight girls/boys! (Onto ropes!/Onto hooks!)
What a wind, the Eight is probably blowing
O ho ho, lists and lists! (Tilts!)
O ho ho, waves chasing waves! (What a wave!)
O ho ho, hold on tight girls/boys! (Onto ropes!/Onto hooks!)
What a wind, the Eight is probably blowing