Seen from here, the earth is mine, but I take on water
That's how the old boats come and go
I'd like to see the earth again
I've been gone for a long time
I'd like to be in winter
And far away from here
I've touched the troughs of waves, the depths of seas
On the swells the wind deviates from its course I let myself be pushed around
I want to finally touch earth
Quietly escape
I'll tell you how to make yourself
Forget everything
I want to finally touch earth
Go back to the port
Show me how
To find the door