Arise sea
Black rocking waves above me
In the winter morning
And in my head I see a land
Steppes of green my love.
Oh winter sea-
Your funnel blows
The sails flick gracefully
Below the whales turning
Invisible
Oh John wait for me
Though the snow is falling onto the sea
A sun rises red over me.
I smell the land but I cannot see
Any trace of earth or tree
I smell the winter rain on the dark streets
Crossing your legs hand on your chin
Watching me my love.
Can you hear me in Moscow
As the snow turns to rain
Over landlocked fields
From Paris to Marseilles
Can you hear me in Rostock?
Can you hear me in Maine?
Oh winter sea