Who planned you, desired you?
Ordered you and picked you up?
Who lost their heart to you?
Why were you born?
Who gave birth to you?
Who ached for you?
Who made you lean on them?
Accepted you, as you are?
So that you lose your homesickness
So that you lose your homesickness
Turn around
Turn around
Turn your back into the storm
You will reconcile, will grant
Self-liberate for the path to the sea
Who replaces your program
Only those who fall can fly as well
Who helps you so that you learn to grieve
That you don’t distance yourself from yourself
That you don’t distance yourself from yourself
Turn around
Turn around
Forget your guilt, your vacuum
Turn the wind until it brings you
Far away to the sea
You know where to
Turn around
Turn around
Turn your back to the storm
Go resolved, reconciled, strengthened
Self-liberated, the path to the sea
Self-liberated for the path to the sea