El Faro, the cargo ship, in winds so surprising:
Was lost in an instant and now there is crying.
From waters that held them, the echoes of the dying..
For a vessel of employees, the hurricane was deadly.
Like a messenger singing:the winds sang their medley:
Who could withstand it, the overpowering of Joaquin?
Eyes could not see it, the destructiveness was unseen
Searching the waters, for remnants of El Faro:
Perhaps it will show up, today or tomorrow.?
The stories of struggling the last minutes of breathing
Are lost in the whirlwind of the hurricane's deceiving..
Now we await them: the vessels of these spirits
Who vanished in the battle that pushed all their limits
Without any armory or weapons for the weather
These men went united in their last ride together
El Faro, El Faro we grieve for your downing
Each passenger and shipmate was resistant to drowning
But the winds wouldn't have it, and the hurricane blasted
The blow that would end it, for all who had lasted..