| Song | The Last Of The Great Navigators |
| Artist | The Bluetones |
| Album | Science And Nature |
| 作词 : Chesters, Devlin, Morris ... | |
| I float in a boat on a river, | |
| Leading a simple life, | |
| These are the tools that I'm given, | |
| The compass, line and knife. | |
| One at a time the old crimes are forgotten, | |
| Buried in lime and left there to go rotten, | |
| One at a time the old crimes are forgotten, | |
| Buried in lime and left there to go rotten. | |
| Follow the stars to wherever, | |
| Moon turn the tides away, | |
| I sleep in the arms of forever, | |
| Drifting out into the bay. | |
| One at a time the old crimes are forgotten, | |
| Buried in lime and left there to go rotten, | |
| One at a time the old crimes are forgotten, | |
| Buried in lime and left there in a hole. | |
| I believe there's something good around the corner, | |
| I received a premonition, | |
| Coasting out towards the sea, the water's warmer, | |
| All my dreams come to fruition. | |
| The last of the great navigators, | |
| They ruled with no fixed address, | |
| Alone in the song to the siren, | |
| And the devil make done for the rest. | |
| One at a time the old crimes are forgotten, | |
| Buried in lime and left there to go rotten, | |
| One at a time the old crimes are forgotten, | |
| Buried in lime and left there in a hole to rot away. |
| zuò cí : Chesters, Devlin, Morris ... | |
| I float in a boat on a river, | |
| Leading a simple life, | |
| These are the tools that I' m given, | |
| The compass, line and knife. | |
| One at a time the old crimes are forgotten, | |
| Buried in lime and left there to go rotten, | |
| One at a time the old crimes are forgotten, | |
| Buried in lime and left there to go rotten. | |
| Follow the stars to wherever, | |
| Moon turn the tides away, | |
| I sleep in the arms of forever, | |
| Drifting out into the bay. | |
| One at a time the old crimes are forgotten, | |
| Buried in lime and left there to go rotten, | |
| One at a time the old crimes are forgotten, | |
| Buried in lime and left there in a hole. | |
| I believe there' s something good around the corner, | |
| I received a premonition, | |
| Coasting out towards the sea, the water' s warmer, | |
| All my dreams come to fruition. | |
| The last of the great navigators, | |
| They ruled with no fixed address, | |
| Alone in the song to the siren, | |
| And the devil make done for the rest. | |
| One at a time the old crimes are forgotten, | |
| Buried in lime and left there to go rotten, | |
| One at a time the old crimes are forgotten, | |
| Buried in lime and left there in a hole to rot away. |