Sing in me Muse, and through me tell the story of that man
Skilled in all ways of contending, the wanderer,
Who weathered many bitter nights and days in the deep heart of the sea
And when long years and seasons wheeling brought around
That point of time ordained for him to make his passage homeward
He came ashore at last on his own land

I have sailed to the edge of the sea
I have tasted all the flavors of life
But they couldn’t satisfy me
I’m coming home, I coming back tonight

A distant battle cry rings in my ears
A vivid nightmare still haunts my sleep
I fought fascinating temptations with you memory, my dear
I’m coming home, I feel you calling me

How I long to see you smile
To feel my homeland under my feet
“Come home” I hear you desperate cry
But this ship it won’t pick up speed

I often think of all the time I have missed
But honor called I couldn’t stay home
I remember our uncertain farewell kiss
As I embarked into the unknown

Salty mist splashes my face
I’m so tired of being alone
But I sing joyfully always
That I’m coming home, I’m coming home