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Iron Horse / Born to Lose ♪ by Motörhead Iron Oars ♪ Translated by Scythe Smithe
Open seas, no shore in sight
Dead calm, no wind in twilight
A man in thought, and waves sleek
Rowing proudly, rowlocks creak
Dropped oars of iron
will earn a wet urn
Underneath the waves iron oars he waives
His life floating, the bow batters
Full of catch, are nets of others
The boat leans, headwind is able
Under the thwart, a Black Label
Dropped oars of iron
will earn a wet urn
Underneath the waves iron oars he waives
The morning breaks, tacked by the sun
The boat floats on, no creaking, none
Under the thwart, empty instead
The boat arrives, at a reed bed
Dropped oars of iron
will earn a wet urn
Underneath the waves iron oars he waives
Underneath the waves iron oars he waives
Underneath the waves iron oars he waives