I've seen the secret maps/charts,
I know where we're sailing.
Captain, I came to say goodbye to you, to you,
And to your ship.
I went down into the ship's hold,
I spoke there
With the Chief of rats.
Rats will go ashore
In the nearest port,
Hoping so to save themselves.
An orchestra plays on the upper deck,
And couples dance the foxtrot,
Steward pours the fire into wineglasses
And looks at how the ice is melting.
He looks at the dancers who have forgotten about
That each of them will die.
But no one wants even to think about it,
While The Titanic sails.
No one even wants to think about it
While The Titanic sails.
Sailors sold propeller to the Eskimos for a keg of wine,
And a judge and a priest argue all night,
Figuring out, whose fault is this.
And a judge said that it's all about the law,
A priest said that it's about love.
But in the light of lightning it becomes clear that
Each of them have blood on their hands.
But no one wants even to think about it,
While The Titanic sails.
No one even wants to think about it
While The Titanic sails.
I saw sharks astern,
Sharks are swallowing the saliva.
Captain, all the sharks are in the know,
That we will soon go to the bottom.
The Arctic ice is rising ahead of us
As the cold wall.
But no one wants even to think about it,
While The Titanic sails.
No one even wants to think about it
While The Titanic sails.