Once I travelled through the seas of endless rhymes, Lonely ship wallowing mountains, fire and ice. There I heard voice from below singing a song 'Bout the rains pouring down but then this voice has gone.
Oh, my mermaid, yes, I know I'll find you again. I'm on to put off all the money, the glory and fame.
(x2) You-u-u-u, do you remember my number of telephone? You-u-u-u, we shouldn't struggle with darkness just on our own.