[Melchior]
Where I go, when I go there
No more memory anymore
Only men on distant ships
The women with them
Swimming with them, to shore

[Moritz]
Where I go, when I go there
No more whispering anymore
Only hymns upon your lips
A mystic wisdom
Rising with them, to shore

[Ernst]
Touch me, just like that
And that, o, yeah
Now, that's heaven
Now, that I like
God, that's so nice
Now lower down, where the figs lie

[Moritz]
Still, you must admit
With the two anatomies
It truly is daunting
I mean, how do I know if I

[Melchior]
Measure up?

[Moritz]
Not that I'm saying I wouldn't
I wouldn't want to not
Wouldn't ever not want to

[Melchior]
Moritz!

[Moritz]
I have to go!

[Melchior]
Moritz! Wait!

[Otto]
Where I go, when I go there
No more shadows anymore
Only men with golden fins
The rhythm in them
Rocking with them, to shore

[Georg]
Where I go, when I go there
No more weeping anymore
Only in and out your lips
The broken wishes
Washing with them, to shore

[All]
Touch me, all silent
Tell me, please, all is forgiven
Consume my wine
Consume my mind
I'll tell you how
How the winds sigh

Touch me, just try it
Now, there, that's it
God, that's heaven
I'll love your light
I'll love you right
We'll wander down where the sins cry

Touch me, just like that
Now lower down, where the sins lie

Love me, just for a bit
We'll wander down, where the winds sigh

Where the winds sigh
Where the winds sigh