When you`ll be far away, my friend,
on a green, delusive sea
listen to the tales of the highest skies
and you`ll meet the things that never dies
and the people who are always there
with their blue big quiet souls.

When you`ll be far away, my friend,
on a cold, unfaithful sea
listen to the tails of shining stars
about vanished, broken lovers...
listen to the flying waves
when you`ll be so far away
they know better about your sorrows
who are hidden in your eyes...

and if you meet a dying mermaid
and she sings her sad old song
listen to her whispering sadness
and you`ll find the way back home...