They say you ride a sea lion,
And that you’re never scared
And you never shiver.
They say you are looking for me
But I won’t dare to fight
With a monster.
And when the war is over,
When the army leaves,
Won’t you be ashamed ?
Will you hold my hand ?
Will you touch my hair ?
Oh you invade and you conquer
All the seas and all the oceans.
Oh you seem made of silver
And you stick a sword in my shoulder.
And when the war is over,
When the army leaves,
Won’t you be ashamed ?
Will you hold my hand ?
Will you touch my hair ?
Will you be ashamed ?
Will you be ashamed ?
