كلمات Enigma

With all sails set the vessel heels and stands away A voyage is beginning and I do not know the end To where the winds will lead us and to whom I cannot say I am borne towards tomorrow on the whirlwind of today Where must I go, and what will become of me? Our course seems set in Heaven! Yet I below am pitching on the heaving of the waves All my questions are in vain; I am hoping to be saved The clouds drive over the sea, and the vessel heaves and rolls My compasses are flickering far from land What devils pass we over? We cannot pay their tolls The wheel is flashing round, and I dare not set my hand Where must I go, and what will become of me? Our course seems set in Heaven! Yet I below am pitching on the heaving of the waves All my questions are in vain; I am hoping to be saved O immense World O boundless Ocean What hope is there for me Alone upon the Sea? Where must I go, and what will become of me? Our course seems set in Heaven! Yet I below am pitching on the heaving of the waves All my questions are in vain; I am hoping to be saved