We're two sailors on the river of time
we're two of one kind
your ship is as clapped-out as mine
but still floats with the tide

your route was as tangled as mine
don't you think this is true?
Though the water here's peaceful and quiet
we still can't get rid of this blues

we don't want to get old
but get older every day
and still try to get by

but we'd like to get wise
for once wiser than today
on this river of time

we've seen thunder, tornadoes and storms
we've been so sick from the sea
became familiar with the hush that comes after the war
and this haunting thirst to be free

yearning and heavy waved our souls on the breeze
embracing the world with one hand
and we eavesdropped the grasshopper's songs in the field
that tought us the blues once again

we don't want to get old
but get older every day
and still try to get by

on our way to get wise
for once wiser than today
on this river of time

we're all sailors on the river of time
we're all drifting through life
some others have sunken too soon
but somehow we survived

and all those years
we set sails side by side, you and I
now we notice it's true
so we set course to the mouth
and take the youth in our hearts
towards the ocean of blue

and accept to get old
and to get older day by day
that we try to get by

and we'll never be wise
not even wiser than today
but for today I don't mind

so let's go ahead and waft down overboard,
land on the pillows of the waves
and dream away with the tide

I would like to swim home
and I feel home when I'm with you
in the river of time

...and I won't let you pass
'cause we'll be passing anyway
on the river of time