Out of the mist into tropical splendour
With garlands of flowers
In majestical fusion we see tonight

On to this sacred reunion of pleasure
They row as a rhythm, ten thousands of millions
They touch the Light

King is sailing they say
King is sailing we hear
King is sailing they say
King is sailing this day of days of days
Cocasaya Tay Toca

King [bad word] they sing
King [bad word] they know
King [bad word] we sing
King [bad word] we know
Kotao Kotao Kotao

All the souls he to touch
All the souls he to touch
All the souls he to touch
All the millions of souls he to touch, he to touch
Cocasaya Kotao Kotao

Heaven set sail in His ship full of light
He trancends all our love
To caress all our fears
In a moment divine

Weakest and strongest will dance in delight
All illuminous our Saviour 
They bringing him forth
All will sing to the Night

Our [bad word] [bad word] Our [bad word] [bad word] Our [bad word] [bad word] Our [bad word] [bad word] Higher, than higher, than higher, than higher, than higher