Perlenfischer [English translation]

In the mornings they go out

They'd rather stay at home

but the sea calls

Pearls mature in the sea

but they sleep hidden

where the water coolly surrounds them

where neon eyes glow

When they rise tired from the waves

a pearl holds the hand,

Even when its glow doesn't belong to them,

they wear it proudly on land

Like a coat of lead the depths take it in,

but the sea calls,

Its knives are sharp, but so is fear

It lurks under every stone, wants to be stronger than it

When they rise tired from the waves

a pearl holds the hand,

Even when its glow doesn't belong to them,

they carry it proudly onto land