Deep inside our soul, there lies a sleeping star,
dreaming, waiting, hoping, till the day so far
When the star is waking and becomes a light,
shining on our way to the land of flight.
There the souls wings spread, glittering in gold,
and without regret leave beind the old.
Thorugh winds and storms of whishes will the flight go on
with feelings so delicious, wherever they belong.
No one knows his way, no one dares to guess,
the flight is our hope, he can damn and he can bless.
What do you fell inside your heart?
Can you tell me?
Datum: unbekannt… irgendwann vor 2006