Lucky Paul - Elephant Island текст песни

South Georgia to the Weddell Sea,
In 1914.
We're frozen here until the spring.
She's going down: save the stores.
Adrift on the floe,
It be the morn you're longing for.

Adrift on the floe.


The desert calls for a reply,
To live or to die,
Elephant Island in our sight.


Thanks to ConcernedCitizen for correcting these lyrics