Somewhere close to 22, 2º S.lat. Out of course Lost my goal: The Tropic of Capricorn Missed the Winter Solstice by a day Away from the sun towards more familiar grounds I cross the Equator Away from the burning sun Sails are set for cooler grounds I cross the Equator Expecting guidance from a starlit scenery When passing the Coast of Ivory But in the dark, I gave up the explorer in me Sail me away, away... ...Away from the burning sun Towards more familiar grounds across the Equator Away from the burning sun Sails are set for cooler grounds I cross the Equator Find me I'm lost between two hemispheres The trade winds in my sails have been misleading me Oh, let the waves carry me home Anchor me to where I belong.