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My ship is like a bird of prey, she spreads her wings to fly,
Above the waves, across the bay, beneath the clear blue sky;
And when the wind is in her sails you can feel the salty air,
The ocean is my highway, it can take me anywhere,
When I'm sailing, I feel like flying;
When I'm sailing, I feel like flying.
And now the tide is at its high, the anchor is within,
I'm on my way, I'm sailing, and I'm feeling free again;
We rise and fall with every wave, as one by one they pass,
Beneath the bow the white gull flies above the mast,
When I'm sailing, I feel like flying;
When I'm sailing, I feel like flying.
My ship is like a bird in flight, it sails the seven seas,
Around the world and back again, she glides along the beam;
And I'm a Gypsy sailor, a wanderer that's free,
To take my sorrow from the man, my pleasure from the sea,
When I'm sailing, I feel like flying;
When I'm sailing, I feel like flying.
Sailing.... Flying....
Sailing.... Flying....
Sailing.... Flying....
Sailing.... Flying....