Reise, Reise
Rammstein
Voyage, Voyage
On the waves, battles are fought
Where fish and flesh are woven at sea
One thrusts the lance in the army
The other throws it into the sea
Ah, Ahoy
Voyage, voyage
Sailor, voyage
Everyone does it in their own way
One thrusts the spear at the man
The other at the fish then
Voyage, voyage
Sailor, voyage
And the waves cry softly
In their blood there is a spear
Bleeding softly into the sea
The lance must drown in the flesh
Fish and man sink into the depths
Where the black soul resides
There is no light on the horizon
Ah, Ahoy
Voyage, voyage
Sailor, voyage
Everyone does it in their own way
One thrusts the spear at the man
The other at the fish then
Voyage, voyage
Sailor, voyage
And the waves cry softly
In their blood there is a spear
Bleeding softly into the sea
Voyage, voyage
Voyage, voyage
Sailor, voyage
And the waves cry softly
In their hearts there is a spear
Bleeding empty on the shore
Bleeding empty on the shore
