Waves, cold waves 
Are splashing on rocks, 
Vertical rocks, which spread to heaven 
Seagulls are flying around 
Over the cold sea 
Which calls me there 
Where I wasn’t before, to heaven. 
I run away in my heart 
Heaven is my wreath 
I run there 
Where is the way to heaven? 
I rise up my eyes 
God, my God, listen to me 
I want to fly above the sea 
I want to go to heaven. 
Moon, the moon that rose up 
Suspended above the sea 
Cold sea That is playing with the wind 
Waves are reflecting 
Light from heaven 
Glowing light that falls from heaven 
Where the moon is flying, to heaven. 
God, listen to me 
I call you 
I want to fly above the waves 
Take me, my 
God To heaven (4)