(Roch Voisine)  It's four a.m.  And the wind's kind of hard today  But they'll go out anyway  Against the deck the waves are hitting  Strong, the wives will have to pay  The daring ones will sail out to sea  Risking their lives  Brave and free  And through the storm  Their faith will keep them strong  And bring them back where they belong  Home free  The channel rumbles and groans  To the frail boats  That dare to leave the coast  So many died down the road  Down the road of time  Leaving nothing but tears behind  The daring ones will sail out to sea  Risking their lives  Brave and free  And through the storm  Their faith will keep them strong  And bring them back where they belong  Home free  Far on the site  The men will work and pray  For the catch of the day  Piling the traps, pulling the ropes  A flock of seagulls  Break the peace of the newborn day  Hours later the Âcages¼  Are packed on the deck  There goes the working day  Packing the trucks  Back on the road  Back to Point-Sapin  There goes the fishing day  The daring ones will sail out to sea  Risking their lives  Brave and free  And through the storm  Their faith will keep them strong  And bring them back where they belong  Home free  Home free