surround me with your wind and sand [bad word] closer and sing your songs
show me your strength
i want to see the storm

sit near I need to hear your breath
the one I know from birth
i love your sky
it changes from white to black

all over baltic sea

speak to me i want to know the [bad word] 
how ships sail and who lives in your woods
take me back to the start
i want to picture all this in my heart

sit near I need to hear your breath
the one I know from birth
i love your sky
it changes from white to black

all over baltic sea