Through the strom, through the night

for the ship, the harbor is in the eyes

peaceful is our destination, but spendeuos in her mind

Spring and seasons were gone, but the flowers go by

Now and ever?  Keep Searching or Surrender?

Smile and say: Good-Bye

Thanks for God:  the beauty had sterred the mind once upon the time

Thanks for God:  something should stay, and something would be better to get it by