Headin’ for South America

August, 15, 1989: One hundred men from all over the world sailed across the sea, hoping to discover an island somewhere beyond the horizon... nowhere-land. They left their wives and children behind, hoping that someday they shall follow...

Let's make sail the wind is right
Weigh the anchor fast
Say farewell to kids and wife
We're taking off at last

We're heading for South America
Seeking for an island
Where no one else has been before
Where no one else has stepped ashore

Shift the helm to South of West
Let's sail into the night
We're gliding through the ocean fast
Although the devil smiles

For somewhere in South America
Waits an island in the sun
Where no-one else has been before
Where no man at arms has stepped ashore

Let's make sail the wind is right
Weigh the anchor fast
Say farewell to kids and wife
We're taking off at last

We're heading for South America
Seeking for an island
Where no one and nothing has been before
We'll even sail a year or more