Текст песни Нибелунги - Маленький кит

Little whale
Came out of the dark water
To find
Fountains of calling friends
The world is not sleeping
He is full of distant candles
And all the horizons
From their side

And too much
God over the skin
But why
Not inside

He took a breath
And filled himself to the brim
And without words
Answered calling friends
I'm all here
From the pole star to the tail
And you can't help but notice me
On the crest of a wave

Although too much
God over the skin
But why
Not inside

And until morning
He did not dare to go deep
And no sleep
And hope is still vigorous
And still here
Although there is no invitation to be
And how much sense is there in it
Knows a little whale

And let too much
God over the skin
Still there
And inside