Vier Stunden vor Elbe 1 [English translation]

A landscape disappeares on the horizon.

Farewell is a cut into the breast, yet this time it is cancelled.

For you I want to be more than a sluice’s aquaintance.

This time, my heart, this time you come along.

Do see as thousands of seagulls lust for refuse.

Just one step ahead of us is the sea, situated beyond is New York.

A foam cheekily sprays up to us as if by thousands of shakings.

This time, my heart, this time you come along.

However it’ll make you sick, I gladly hold you just over the railing.

A ride with a thousand tons of steel comes at a price

and as old as mankind is the longing for a faraway place.

This time, my heart, this time you come along.

Stuff it, this sailors’ romanticism.

A kick to this jackass, who made it up.

Nobody likes to be alone in the middle of the Atlantic.

This time, my heart, this time you come along.