Just foam, my wild heart
In the throes of anger
I am made of light material
Must perish like air
Without a skipper my boat floats
On the Sea mirror
A band will never tie me up
A bar will tie me up
Searched for my equal
Only found sinners without restraints
Shows the meaning as I really am
The storm always directs me somewhere else
Appearances are deceptive, I'll never return home
On a tight bond and then I'm alone
One day I'll sink in the tavern
>Gladly go down in death
And in the cup is reflected
My face is still reflected
With youth I continue to frolic
On the path of vice
Angel choirs sing then
Give me your blessing
Smite this reveler, O Lord
Because of his punishment
The mind shows what I really am
The storm always directs me somewhere else
/>Appearances are deceptive, I'll never return home
On a tightrope and then I'll be alone

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