Sometimes I would like to be like water, sometimes moving, sometimes shallow.
Born in the mountains,
The sea would also be mine.
Sometimes I would like to be on the streets,
hard stones in my face.
My back carries heavy loads
on the long way back.
Sometimes I would like to be like clouds,
sometimes black, sometimes white.
If I cried it would rain,
Where I was going remained a secret.
La, la, lei; la, la, lei... to the end of the world.
La, la, lei; la, la, lei... to the end of the world.
Sometimes I wish I were like stars,
way up there alone.
I would glitter from a distance,
only be a signpost.
La, la, lei; la, la, lei... to the end of the world.
La, la, lei; la, la, lei... to the end of the world.