Have you heard about the rules of the ocean? Have you heard about the lives she takes? Have you ever seen the grave of a sailor? He goes down with the ship he's in, And he sleeps right where he lived On the battlefield many a young man, Draws his last breath fresh air. Between guns and knifes and the smell of hate, He goes down with the war he fights, And he sleeps the soldiers night. Have you heard about the tales of the lover, Who couldn't find a place to rest? And the hole in his heart wasn't mended, By the number of beds he tried. He went down with no one by his side. Have you heard about the way I love you? Has the rumor yet reached your ears? Could it be that my effort are not worth the wait? Yet I go down with a smile on my face, Cause I had you back in the days.