Vaixell de Grècia [English translation]

If in the dawn you see a ship passing by

kissing the sea’s waters, cradle of the Gods

make a signal, so it can see where we are

and sail with us to the north.

If it doesn’t have net, nether luff nor wheel,

don’t ever think that it has lost them all,

that people always can inflate the sail

in order to win waves made of fear and blood.

Ship that you cry the same as mine cries too,

that you carry the sadness and the pain that mine carries too,

ship of Greece, don’t let the thunder sink you,

inflate the sails that we go to the same port,

ship of Greece, don’t let the thunder sink you,

inflate the sails that we go to the same port.