May the winds bring thunder and May the rains not take us under And the wolf not come up after Any child who's full of laughter And may they live To grow and to give All their people Nothing evil Nothing but gladness To soften what sadness Comes in winter or When life is bitter May the darkness bring slumber And may our days not lead to hunger The sea is warm. The sea is raging. We aren't formed, but we are aging. Yet with more or with less, We make everyone our guest. We aren't naïve. Some will love, and some deceive. Yeah, life's not fair we know, But aren't we supposed to block the road When men come to place the load Heavy on their shoulders?