Pray thee, awake maiden, the moon
spreads it's ray over the dear sea.
Come with me, I wait for you brunette.
Trust in the boat of your sailor.
But you sleep, thinking not of your devoted one.
But they sleep not who live by love.
This night to you I fly, to the shore.
And in the day you fly with my heart.
Come to the sea. Come for a row.
Feel the intoxication of your sailor.
Since that day I have known,
oh maiden of this heart of mine.
Hope and peace for you I have lost
because I love you with a love so great.
Among the pretty ones, you are the prettiest.
Among the roses you are most fine.
Of the sky you are my bright star.
And on the earth beauty divine.
Come to the sea. Come for a row.
Feel the intoxication of your sailor.
Adio till later, rest, and tomorrow
when dawn will wake you,
over shores far, far away
the helmsman will be unhappy.
But you sleep, thinking not of your devoted one.
But they sleep not who live by love.
This night to you I fly, to the shore.
And in the day you fly with my heart.
Come to the sea. Come for a row.
Feel the intoxication of your sailor.
Come to the sea. Come for a row.
Feel the intoxication of your sailor.