Everything is under your watch.
Each night showing the way,
Protector of wayward souls.
Every day you stand quiet,
Right on the edge of the ocean.
Fearing the night if you are not there.
Hearing the powful horn.
Every evening your light shines on.
I can't wait to see you again.
Grant me this wish,
Hoping that once more you are.
The light for wayward souls.
