For a long time now you keep making me look at open sea,
And curse the luck the sea brings,
Bestowing me with long and sleepless nights,
While the sadness weaves silver into my hair,
My captain
I know, the sea was your first big love,
And I was just a flash in the dark,
So I would, when the fog clears out in front of the ship,
Be left as the foam on it's trail,
My captain....
And I grow old, so alone, from one ship to another,
Wishing to hold you and kiss you all over,
Although I very well know that with each day,
I'm losing you ireversibly with the ship's trail
And when you come home, empty from all wishes, to me -
The last harbour that awaits you calmly
You won't even notice that next to you is no longer
That young woman, but some old lady,
My captain
Although I very well know that with each day,
I'm losing you ireversibly with the ship's trail