Half past one, late night,
Seven thousand above the earth,
Snatches of sleep, the hum of turbines.
Outside the window the clouds are white
Night landscape lies,
And above it, the moon is flying.
Secret movement in the sky night and day,
I see the reflection of your face.
Behind the shroud of another day, you're far away,
But even the time can not prevent me
To fly over the ocean and to disperse the fog with my wing,
Falling from heavens of the night, to hug you sooner
Outside the window the sky is getting darker,
The autopilot is sleeping,
It's probably raining down there.
The night is long, but the journey is even longer,
My flight is so long,
To those places, where you live.
Secret movement in the sky night and day,
I see the reflection of your face.
Behind the shroud of another day, you're far away,
But even the time can not prevent me
To fly over the ocean and to disperse the fog with my wing,
Falling from heavens of the night, to hug you sooner
Behind the shroud of another day, you're far away,
But even the time can not prevent me
To fly over the ocean and to disperse the fog with my wing,
Falling from heavens of the night, to hug you sooner
Behind the shroud of another day, you're far away,
But even the time can not prevent me
To fly over the ocean and to disperse the fog with my wing,
Falling from heavens of the night, to hug you sooner