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On the waves, bloody fighting,
fish and flesh together floating.
One throws the lance as a soldier ...
... the other as a fisherman.
Journey, journey, sailor's journey.
Everyone must take their own path.
One runs his spear through men,
... the other through fish.
Journey, journey, sailor's journey,
silently the waves cry.
A spear stands in the blood,
bleeding silently into the ocean.
The spear must feast on flesh,
fish and man must fall into the abyss.
Where the darkness of the soul resides,
there is no light on the horizon.
Journey, journey, sailor's journey.
Everyone must take their own path.
One runs his spear through men,
the other through fish.
Journey, journey, sailor's journey,
silently the waves cry.
A spear stands in the blood,
bleeding silently into the ocean.
Journey, journey, sailor's journey,
silently the waves cry.
A spear stands in the heart,
the shoreline deep in blood.
Phew, that was not easy to translate ;-)