Don't Wait for a Sailor - Arabesque

My seafaring man

He called me tonight

To say, «Please be waiting

Till I hold you tight»

His voice was not clear

But he said it might

Be due to long distance

He loved me alright

Oh, don’t wait for a sailor

Whatever he’ll say

You’ll find all his phrases

In any old play

Oh, don’t wait for a sailor

On the ocean of life

Be gladly his lover

But never his wife

I think he is drinking

He calls from a bar

Tonight from an island

That’s named Zanzibar

He’s sailing in August

Comes home in July

May be Christmas evening

For one kiss goodnight

Oh, don’t wait for a sailor

Whatever he’ll say

You’ll find all his phrases

In any old play

Oh, don’t wait for a sailor

On the ocean of life

Be gladly his lover

But never his wife

If he says one day:

«I'm coming home to stay»

Don’t you worry

He’s going back tu the sea

(Don't you warry)

(He's going back)

Oh, don’t wait for a sailor

Whatever he’ll say

You’ll find all his phrases

In any old play

Oh, don’t wait for a sailor

On the ocean of life

Be gladly his lover

But never his wife

Oh, don’t wait for a sailor

Whatever he’ll say

You’ll find all his phrases

In any old play

Oh, don’t wait for a sailor

On the ocean of life

Be gladly his lover

But never his wife