Your sight explores the roof of this world,
only if your feathers are thick enough and if your wings are strong enough
for the higher you fly, the nearer to the blue you come,
the more the wind becomes a storm
that blows in your colorful feathers.
Petrel, fly,
Flap your wings, look over the edge
Over the edge of your nest out into the wide world
When you reach the blue, the bitter cold freezes your courage
From horizon to horizon, you see the vast land
But if you'd only fly far enough, you'd see that the edge shifts
Even if the storm is blowing against you, look further and fly as long as possible!
Petrel, fly,
Flap your wings, look over the edge
Over the edge of your nest out into the wide world
Petrel, fly,
Flap your wings far above the land
Don't let yourself become misled by the storm that doesn't want you to see any more
Petrel, fly,
Flap your wings, look over the edge
Over the edge of your nest out into the wide world
Petrel, fly,
Flap your wings far above the land
Don't let yourself become misled by the storm that doesn't want you to be able to see any more