Schiffsverkehr deutsche Übersetzung
von Herbert Grönemeyer

I unfold my hand, the anchors loose.
Because every low, turns into a high.
I fall on my foot,
The fires are set.
The mists glow.

Get rid of the fixed problem
I want more, shipping traffic.
Finally on the high seas!
Finally on the high seas!

I become who I am, safe journey.
Demons are sunk, enlightened.
There is no longer a then,
There is only one now
an after-before.


Get rid of the fixed problem
I want more, shipping traffic.
Finally on the high seas.
I stand in front of the empty gate.
I wrap myself in fine silk.
I give myself eternal snow,
Pure gold wherever I look
And I live my way forward
And I live my way forward.
And I lose myself in the sea.

I need my day,
No stroke of fate.
The salt in me,
The right of way.
Radical cure, clear nature.
Fast lane, no radar,
The evening star.

Finally a clear view,
The sails are filled.
And no love breaks me


Get rid of the fixed problem
I want more, shipping traffic.
Finally on the high seas.
I turn my heart, then it beats slightly.
There are places available in paradise.
I give myself eternal snow,
Pure gold wherever I look
And I live my way forward
And I live my way forward.
And I lose myself in myself.
And I live my way forward,
And I lose
And I lose myself in myself.
I live my way,
I live my way,
I live my way forward.
And I lose myself,
Myself in myself.
Come live me.