[It is the consuming pain of homesickness,
From which there is no release;
From which the poor tormented heart
Only can recover in the homeland.
â STINE ANDRESEN]
The watch is lonely
I steer carefully
The North Star guides my way
Through the starry night
My poor, old heart
Is full of woe and pain
The longing for home drives
our ship steadily northwards
[Chorus:]
The wind blows weak and cold
Our faith gives us support
The path is long but we are ready
and escape loneliness
Illness, grief and death
No water, little bread
But nothing took us away
despite the hunger and the need
Sickness, grief and death
No water, little bread
But nothing took us away
despite the hunger and the need
My wife and my son
I haven't seen them for years
The sight of them is the right reward for me
[Chorus]
Rich is our cargo
We have carefully taken it
Robbed from countries far away
Brought back for the sons
[Chorus]