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An airplane lies in the evening wind
On board is also a man with his child
They sit safe, they sit warm
And thus go into sleep's snare
In three hours they'll be there
For mommy's birthday
Visibility is good
The ski is clear
On and on towards disaster
We have to live until we die
Man does not belong in the air
So the Lord in heaven calls
His sons in the wind
Bring me this creature
The child has lost track of time
Then an echo jumps into his ears
A dull roar thunders through the night*
And the cloud god laughs
Shakes the human cargo awake
On and on towards disaster
We have to live until we die
And the child speaks to his father
Don't you hear the thunder
That is the king of all the winds
He wants to make me his child
Out of the clouds drops a chorus
It creeps into his tiny ear
Out of the clouds drops a chorus
It creeps into his tiny ear
Come here, stay here
We're good to you
Come here, stay here
We're your brothers
The storm embraces the aircraft
The cabin pressure drops rapidly
A dull roar thunders through the night*
In panic the human cargo screams
On and on towards disaster
We have to live until we die
And the child pleads with God
Heaven take back the wind
Bring us safely back to earth
Out of the clouds drops a chorus
It creeps into his tiny ear
Out of the clouds drops a chorus
It creeps into his tiny ear
Come here, stay here
We're good to you
Come here, stay here
We're your brothers
The father now holds the child tightly
Presses him very close
Doesn't notice his (child's) breathing difficulty
But fear knows no mercy
So the father with his arms
Squeezes the soul out of the child
This (soul) sits on the wind and sings:
Come here, stay here
We're good to you
Come here, stay here
We're your brothers
Come here, stay here
We're good to you
Come here, stay here
We're your brothers
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