7 Meilen [English translation]

We wanted to move north

with icicles in the beard

The childish imagination

From a great adventure ride

The north was so rough and beautiful

But nothing held us there

At some point wanted to see the sea

So on with course west

The sun is getting old in the west

We followed

Bitter cold on long nights

We got to the sea

The sea is so wildly ravaged by the storm

The country devastated by war

We have had many a fight

Not always unscathed

I want to ride seven miles

Fill the cups seven times

I want to drive seven seas

To go with you for a while

Where the sweet wine tastes to the south

Then it was possible to live

So many wounds leaked there

So many forgive pain

We saw the wonders, far to the east

The nobody ever saw

We wanted to taste foreign fruits

Best young and beautiful

I want to ride seven miles

Fill the cups seven times

I want to drive seven seas

To go with you for a while

I want to ride seven miles

Fill the cups seven times

I want to drive seven seas

To go with you for a while

I want to ride seven miles

Fill the cups seven times

I want to drive seven seas

To stand at your door.