Without your calling,
My wings are nothing,
Tell me,
I still can only look into the blue sky in how many mornings ?
I am your swan,
You are my hero,
The wind for my wings
Waiting for your calling,
Where's the bank,
there on your shoulder I want to land
Once murmuring I was crying,
Iced night made me lonely to die;
It's you, you came and held me to the sky,
so that I could see the star light
I am your swan,
You are my hero,
the wind for my wings;
I am your swan,
You are my lake,
waiting for my landing;
Waiting for your calling,
Where's the bank,
there on your shoulder I want to land
