Lyrics:

My bride in black gloves
Wants to travel North
So she can wear her favourite coat
And walk through a city
She’s never been before

My bride in black gloves
Suddenly forgets about the North
She rather be lying by the shore
See gulls flying
Being burned by the sun
See ships sailing
And waving good bye

I will follow you
We’ll see some old friends too
We’ll cross the meadows
We’ll take some pictures on the edge of the world

My bride in black gloves
What she really wants
Is to get up late
Have breakfast at midday
Complain that the day is over
That last night she should’ve stayed sober

And I will follow you
We’ll walk through a city
We’ve never been before