Ostseelied [English translation]

I hate the glassy blue of the sky

The tireless sun that reveals everything

I hate the shimmering heat of the south

The grassless cliffs, which stretch spiritlessly

Give me the threatening colours of the north

The dripping silence of the snowless night

Give me the fearful lights of the morning

The rustle of the dunes, the storm that laughs loudly

Give me the rattling breath of the cold

The seamless strings of rain at sea

Give me the fog that distorts everything

The deep black nights and clouds like tar

Give me my childhood beach once again

With mussels and amber on dry white

Give me the salty wind of my Baltic Sea

The wailing of the seagull that circles hopefully

Give me moles with moss-green legs

And waves that sing their endless song

Give me the colours that combine quietly

The breath of childhood, which escapes silently