| I was floating in | |
| the sea of your eyes, they led -- | |
| me into your port. | |
| Ik dreef in de zee | Ich schwamm in der See |
| van jouw ogen, ze loodsten -- | deiner Augen, sie lotsten -- |
| mij jouw haven in. | mich in den Hafen. |
| Should I be afraid | |
| of storms and obstacles, so -- | |
| afraid of damage? | |
| Moet ik zo bang zijn | Sollte ich solche |
| voor stormen en obstakels -- | Angst vor Stürmen und Klippen -- |
| zo bang voor schade? | haben? Vor Schäden? |
| The sound of the wind | |
| and the water comforts me -- | |
| Tell him of my love! | |
| Het ruisen van wind | Das Geräusch von Wind |
| en water troost mij, vertel -- | und Wasser tröstet mich, sag -- |
| hem van mijn liefde! | dass ich ihn liebe! |
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