Celtic Sea
At the last minute everything was okay
We bought our tickets, we were on our way
It cost us six hundred and sixty-six Francs
But that didn't mean anything
On our way to Ireland on a French boat
And she had a Spanish captain
He welcomed us aboard and told us some jokes
We tried our best to laugh at them
He said, "Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no
We can't have any women on here
Don't you know, don't you know, don't you know, don't you know
Truckers are like pirates, my dear"
He said not to worry, it was only a joke
And he showed us to our room
And as I was throwing my pack on the bed
A man came in behind you
Said, "Hey, little lassie, are you alone?
Do you need some company?"
Then he saw me and he turned to leave
Sayin' he was sorry
We closed our door and we locked it shut
And jumped up on our fluffy beds
Blankets and pillows were luxury to us,
We had twenty-four hours of them
The captain he knocked and he woke us up
He told us it was time to eat
There was cake, there were fries, there were all sorts of drinks
And then we looked out at the sea
The waves, the waves, the waves, they rose
Up, up thirty feet
Then down, down, down they'd go
And our stomachs started to sink
The captain, the captain, well he saved our lives
He gave us some tiny white pills
We went to sleep for the rest of the ride,
Woke up to the sight of green hills
Mar Celta
A último momento todo estaba bien
Compramos nuestros boletos, estábamos en camino
Nos costó seiscientos sesenta y seis francos
Pero eso no significaba nada
En camino a Irlanda en un barco francés
Y tenía un capitán español
Nos dio la bienvenida a bordo y nos contó algunos chistes
Intentamos reírnos de ellos
Dijo, 'Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no
No podemos tener mujeres aquí
¿No lo saben, no lo saben, no lo saben, no lo saben
Los camioneros son como piratas, mi querida'
Dijo que no nos preocupáramos, que solo era una broma
Y nos mostró nuestra habitación
Y mientras tiraba mi mochila en la cama
Un hombre entró detrás tuyo
Dijo, 'Oye, pequeña, ¿estás sola?
¿Necesitas compañía?'
Luego me vio a mí y se dio la vuelta para irse
Diciendo que lo sentía
Cerramos la puerta y la cerramos con llave
Y saltamos a nuestras mullidas camas
Las mantas y almohadas eran un lujo para nosotras
Tuvimos veinticuatro horas de ellos
El capitán golpeó y nos despertó
Nos dijo que era hora de comer
Había pastel, papas fritas, todo tipo de bebidas
Y luego miramos hacia el mar
Las olas, las olas, las olas, subían
Arriba, treinta pies
Luego abajo, abajo, abajo iban
Y nuestros estómagos empezaron a hundirse
El capitán, el capitán, nos salvó la vida
Nos dio unas pequeñas pastillas blancas
Nos dormimos el resto del viaje
Despertamos ante la vista de colinas verdes