Trek up to north-west

Looks of approach are pulling me back,
the tears drip again on my chest.
But I have to go, the wind leads me straight
on my trek up to north-west.

Leaving. Nothing ist fine needless to say.
Waiting. Just for a while, when I’m on my way.

Farewell my love, I’m already late,
a mission or is it a test?
It’s moving that train, I will not complain
on my trek up to north-west.

Leaving. Nothing ist fine, needless to say.
Waiting. Just for a while, when I’m on my way.

North-west, trek up to far north-west, trek up to far…

Leaving. nothing ist fine needless to say
Waiting. Just for a while, when I’m on my way.

Leaving. Not gonna fail, needless to say
Knowing. A life without lights, a life without fights.