The travel is gone On the Orient Sea Where my heart must learn the law of the jungle Run for the best For any chance My eyes only see the gold in my hands The moon is the light of my return Though golden roads I wait for the prize of all my jobs Because I'm the merchant of the sea Fight every clay Against the time For a new deal In every place The rich orient Gave me great life Made of power and comfort I'm a lord The moon is the light of my return Through golden roads I wait for the prize for all my jobs Because I'm the merchant of the sea