

                      FLY WHERE THE CLOUDS ARE



                  Wind's north-east on tarmac four
                  When I hear her engine start up,
                   My ears ringing from its roar,
                 As her passing lifts my heart up.

                 Through a veil of rain she bolts,
                  Racing down the quaking runways,
                   until off she takes and floats
                       irresistibly sunways.






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                      Fly where the clouds are
                  And not even the sky's the limit.
             When a clean, white blanket buries up there
           All our fears and all our worries, that's where
               Everything that seemed important to us
                       Turns to far-away fuss.


                     For a long time I just gaze
                 As she takes the towering clouds on,
                     While the murky, rainy haze
                   Dims her lights out one by one.

                      Long ago my eyes have lost
                  That faint dot she had become, when
                     Finally all I heard was just
                     Her propeller softly humming.





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                       Fly where the clouds are
                   And not even the sky's the limit.
              When a clean, white blanket buries up there
            All our fears and all our worries, that's where
                Everything that seemed important to us
                        Turns to far-away fuss.


                     After silence falls I stroll,
               Draped in clothes the slush keeps soiling.
                   Wafting down from flight control
                  There's the smell of coffee boiling.

                     Puddles spiked with gasoline
                    Make an ersatz-rainbow glisten.
                     Clouds, reflected deep within,
                  Make me wish that I were with them.






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                       Fly where the clouds are
                   And not even the sky's the limit.
              When a clean, white blanket buries up there
            All our fears and all our worries, that's where
                Everything that seemed important to us
                        Turns to far-away fuss.





         "Uber den Wolken" Music and Lyrics (c)1974 Reinhard Mey
              English translation 2000 by Ulrich Schreglmann




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