sometimes it's easy, sometimes hard
sometimes it’s silent, sometimes stormy
does she love or hate, you don't know
Don't know what tomorrow brings
the jacket is open to the winds
and nobody else can’t help
and so I drift on in my life
nobody tells why and where it's going
For something, it all has to be set this up
so that at some moment you will get everything back
satisfaction and joy
a sip of bitter life
party, tears and blood
all that what does not kill
gives wind to my sails
so I sail the seven seas
how many difficult sea routes
and surprises does it have to offer
it is impossible to guess
it is sometimes mirror-smooth
Sometimes she makes the waves foam
so i cannot breathe