When the Armada set sail I followed the Duke de Medina First broken by storms and by gales Then drowning or praying alone Round islands that lay to our west Our fleet was beaten and scattered No harbour no haven no rest So few made the long journey home Thousands were lost in sight of those shores I'll follow no more To the Malvinas we sailed I fought with General Menendez But weakened by hunger we failed Watching and waiting alone On islands that lay to our east An army forsaken and shattered longing for shelter and peace So many never came home Brothers, father and sons We left on those shores I'll fight no more To the Falklands we sailed I served under General Moore We rode out the storms and the gales Sleeping and dreaming alone For islands lay far to our south But we didn't care when it mattered One day the truth we come out One day the troops will come home There's men seeking wealth in the seas All round those shores I'll serve them no more