An airplane is lying in the evening breeze
On board is also a man with a child
You are safe, sitting warm
And so go to sleep in the yarn
They'll be there in three hours
To the Weigh Festival of Mom
The view is good
The sky is clear
Continue further into ruin
We have to live until we die
Man does not belong in the air
So the Lord calls in heaven
His sons on the wind
Bring me this human child
The child has lost time
There comes a echo to ears
A dull rumble drives the night
And the cloud driver laughs
Shakes up the human freight
Continue further into ruin
We have to live until we die
And the child speaks to the father
Do not you hear the thunder?
That's the king of all winds
He wants me to be his child
A choir drips from the clouds
Creep into the little ear
A choir drips from the clouds
Creep into the little ear
Come here, stay here
We are good to you
Come here, stay here
We are brothers you
The storm hugs the flying machine
The pressure falls quickly in the cabin
A dull rumble drives the night
The human freight screams in panic
Continue further into ruin
We have to live until we die
And to the Lord God implores the child
Heaven take the wind back
Bring us to earth undamaged
A choir drips from the clouds
Creep into the little ear
A choir drips from the clouds
Creep into the little ear
Come here, stay here
We are good to you
Come here, stay here
We are brothers you
The father is holding the child tight
Has it really pleased
Not notice its shortness of breath
But fear knows no mercy
So the father with the arms
Pushes the soul out of the child
This sits on the wind and sings:
Come here, stay here
We are good to you
Come here, stay here
We are brothers you
Come here, stay here
We are good to you
Come here, stay here
We are brothers you
Only among all we can make this a better place :)