Scorpions - Fly To The Rainbow


Music: Michael Schenker
Lyrics: Ulrich Roth

            
            Life is empty, can't remember anytime before,
            On a plain lit cold December, see it evermore,
            Gliding through this life, and another is a child,
            and we're doing games, and losing things,
            Always playing gigs.
            Somewhere in the sky, where the moon the stars shine bright,
            Where the sun is shining, in the night.
            I am in disgrace, yet i see a smiling face,
            and i hope you let me, share your place.
            I don't live today.

            
            Rain in the sky , make the world fly,
            Into time, beg me your time.
            Sun in the sky, make the world fly,
            Into time, beg me your time.

            
            Rain in the sky , make the world fly,
            Into time, beg me your time.
            Sun in the sky, make the world fly,
            Into time, beg me your time.

            
            Rain in the sky , make the world fly,
            Into time, beg me your time.
            Sun in the sky, make the world fly,
            Into time, beg me your time.

            
            Well, I lived in magic solitude
            Of cloudy-looking mountains
            And a lake made out of crystal raindrops ...
            Roaming through Space tenthousand years ago
            I've seen the giant city of Atlantis
            Sinking to eternal waves of darkness ...

            
            Somewhere in the blue distance
            Are those long-forgotten trees of yore
            A broken violin floating alone in December
            Darkness everywhere and nothing more.

            
            Symbol - strange Symbol - Melancholy
            Painting torrid colors to a sky of green
            Candle breathing one night only
            Far away - in chillness - bleak - unseen ...

            
            Drifting galley - ghostlike shadow,
            Sails rigged to catch and kill the Time...
            Echoes wandering down an endless meadow
            To call the Thing ... Sublime !...

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