| i | I was looking for a home in the world, |
| i | met friends and yet was still alone. |
| I was looking for a home in the world, |
| met friends and yet was still alone. |
| No matter where I've been, |
| I did not fit there. |
| You can probably tell |
| that I can't stay here either. |
| It's hard for me to say goodbye, |
| but the seaside is calling. |
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| o |
| o |
| i |
| i |
| I only talk about my homeland, |
| sing songs from the waterfront. |
| I long for the salt of the air, |
| hear my Friesland calling. |
| I dream of sailing high on the wind |
| to the land where my roots are. |
| I'll pack my bag and wish you luck, |
| then I'll return home. |
|
| o |
| o |
| i |
| i |
| I was looking for a home in the world, |
| met friends and yet was still alone. |
| No matter where I've been, |
| I did not fit there. |
| I dream of sailing high on the wind |
| to the land where my roots are. |
| I'll pack my bag and wish you luck, |
| then I'll return home. |
|
| o | Friesland - green meadows, |
| o | dikes and sea. |
| Friesland erstreckt sich entlang der niederländischen, deutschen undd dänischen Nordseeküste. |