Set the sail whereever you are, that´s what they said to me.
Set the sail whereever you are, and one day you´ll be free.
But are you free when you leave your dearest in the world?
My girl, my love, how can I be free? They didn´t say this to me.

If the waves hit high on the shore,
you´ll know that I´ll be at the sea.
On  the way to the fame, on the way to the ruin,
but always on the way to your door.

When I saw your face down at harbor wall, ready for the last farewell.
When I saw your face down at harbor wall, I was sure, I would go through hell.
But must the last farewell be really forever? Is there perhaps still hope to see you again?
I´ll never give up to come back to you, I´ll never give up till I die.

If the waves hit high on the shore,
you´ll know that I´ll be at the sea.
On  the way to the fame, on the way to the ruin,
but always on the way to your door.

We sail the stormy sea, and no god is near. The crew mutinies, and no hope is there.
Will this be the end? I miss you so.

If the waves hit high on the shore,
you´ll know that I´ll be at the sea.
On  the way to the fame, on the way to the ruin,
but always on the way to your door.

Musik & Text: Two funny 4 you