Listening to the stories Handed down by sailors And spending many hours On nautical charts Watching the artifacts Found off the Atlantic ocean I had a revelation on the way to go There must ba route By sailing west That leads to the eastern lands I feel it's true, I'm not a mad Forever you'll remember my name So far away Riding the tradewinds Like a bird in the sky Across the sea I'll find my way to eternity To the cry of land in sight From court to court Speaking about my project I often met distrust and disbelief I have not given up Sure of my convictions And so I got the esteem Of the Castilian queen Day after day I'm watching the horizon Waiting for the cry Of land in sight