Like a storm-driven bird at night
  We came flying out of nowhere
  And for a moment our wings gleamed
  Like gold in the light of fire
  And are gone again to the nowhere
  
  The cold grey sea, it waits for me
  And the foaming waves call me down
  To howling winds and a steel blue sky
  But the cold grey sea calls forever
  
  Like gold fall the leaves an the wind
  When farewell time, autumn [bad word] 
  All these years they have passed
  Like the wave on the shore of the sea
  
  Time passes, the place I search for
  It's still just a longing inside
  Something strange and unknown to me
  To be grounded somewhere, no longer
  stormbird in shaking and howling