Nostalgiaplatz - Novembre

No longer I stand this sea of light

No longer I stand the gift of god

Screaming, sighing, sighing

Screaming, crying loud

The old boat sailed out of sight

Taking my feelings off, afar

It leaves me, drying, dry;

It leaves me crying now

No longer I stand these fields of shine

No longer I stand this sea of light

So why not moving to Nostalgiaplatz

Together, forever, together