Billy Budd, op. 50, Act 2: And farewell to ye Songtext
von Benjamin Britten

And farewell to ye, old bright towman
Never your joys no more
Farewell to this grand rough world
Never more shipmates, no more sea
No looking down from the heights to the depths
But I sighted our sail in the storm
The far shining sail that′s our fate
And I'm contented
I′ve seen where she's bound for
She has a land of her own
Where she'll anchor forever
Oh, I′m contented


Don′t matter now being hanged
Or being forgotten
And caught in the weeds
Don't matter now
I′m strong
And I know it
And I'll stay strong
I′ll stay strong
And that's all, all, all
And that′s enough
That's enough
That's enough