[Verse 1]

Oh, hoist up the sails, let Silvanus guide,

Through whisperin’ winds and the rollin’ tide.

He commands the gales with a fearsome pride,

And we bend our backs 'neath the weather’s wide.

[Chorus]

For Silvanus rules where the four winds blow,

Through the squall and fog, and the sun’s warm glow.

He gives and he takes with the rains that flow,

Oh, the God of Weather, the skies he’ll sow!

[Verse 2]

He churns the clouds into tempests brewed,

And calms the sea where the storm once stewed.

In his fickle hands, the winds are skewed,

Oh, the power he wields, can’t be subdued.

[Chorus]

For Silvanus rules where the four winds blow,

Through the squall and fog, and the sun’s warm glow.

He gives and he takes with the rains that flow,

Oh, the God of Weather, the skies he’ll sow!

[Bridge]

In the dead of night, or the break of day,

He paints the horizon, in colors gay.

But heed the thunder when skies turn grey,

For the fury of Silvanus, we must allay.

[Chorus]

For Silvanus rules where the four winds blow,

Through the squall and fog, and the sun’s warm glow.

He gives and he takes with the rains that flow,

Oh, the God of Weather, the skies he’ll sow!

[Tag]

So we sing our shanty with voices loud,

To the God of Weather, in reverence bowed.

For he holds our fate in the storm and cloud,

Oh, Silvanus, God of Weather, mighty and proud!