I have skied over the ice till Seurasaari
I have driven with a grinder waggon on a foggy morning
I have stood on a platform number three
And saw the cathedral of Köln
I have paddled till strand waters
Rowed with a both on a foggy morning
I have stood on a mole quietly
And heard the voices of distant ships
I have gotten lost in Latvia
And walked over the edge of the city
I thought I would disappear
But I managed to find my way back
First to a party of strangers
And finally to city
Where I'm known in Cafes
I will protect you from anything
You might be afraid of
There is no such dark
My fragile hand could not defy
I will protect you from anything
You might be afraid of
There is no such dark
My fragile hand could not defy
I have gotten lost in Latvia
And walked over the edge of the city
I thought I would disappear
But I managed to find my way back
First to a party of strangers
And finally to city
Where I'm known in Cafes
I will protect you from anything
You might be afraid of
There is no such dark
My fragile hand could not defy
I will protect you from anything
You might be afraid of
There is no such dark
My fragile hand could not defy