On the big ship of winter, you captain of the cruisers, you will finally go to war. In cannons that thunder, in sirens that astonish you, you are no longer happy than yesterday. But in your dark and bitter voice, you just have to let it go, you're just a tear in the sea, you're just a tear in the sea. You, brave man, you go to the factory, all week you turbine, and you turn the coils. But by force of seeing them turn, you will finally stop, you are no longer happy than yesterday. But in your dark and bitter voice, you just have to let it go, you're just a tear in the sea, you're just a tear in the sea. You come home in the evening, it's eight o'clock, you want to take it on your heart and talk to it sweetly. You already dream of peace, not everything in plastic packaging, you are much happier than yesterday. But in your dark and bitter voice, you just have to let it go, you're just a tear in the sea, you're just a tear in the sea. But in your dark and bitter voice, you just have to let it go, you're just a tear in the sea, you're just a tear in the sea. You're just a tear in the sea.