Welcome, welcome, welcome
On the fairground of the illusions
Welcome to the roller-coaster through her life
Welcome to our market
The market of the timeless feelings
They rent our sunrise at the kindest price
What now
In what can one still believe
How now
One still can dream at leisure
Who still holds his hands over us?
Close your eyes and try it once again
Migrate with the birds above
To hear once more the surf of the sea
Seeing the lightning in the evening sky
Close your eyes and then you will be free
Welcome, welcome, welcome
At our game show of the emotions
Welcome to the million chance of her life
They use the opportunity
They are reaching for the stars
The brightness of the moment is her price
What now
In what can one still believe
How now
One still can dream at leisure
Who still holds his hands over us?
Close your eyes and try it once again
Migrate with the birds above
To hear once more the surf of the sea
Seeing the lightning in the evening sky
Close your eyes and then you will be free
What now
In what can one still believe
How now
One still can dream at leisure
Who still holds his hands over us?
Close your eyes and try it once again
Migrate with the birds above
To hear once more the surf of the sea
Seeing the lightning in the evening sky
Close your eyes and then you will be free
On the fairground of the illusions
Welcome to the roller-coaster through her life
Welcome to our market
The market of the timeless feelings
They rent our sunrise at the kindest price
What now
In what can one still believe
How now
One still can dream at leisure
Who still holds his hands over us?
Close your eyes and try it once again
Migrate with the birds above
To hear once more the surf of the sea
Seeing the lightning in the evening sky
Close your eyes and then you will be free
Welcome, welcome, welcome
At our game show of the emotions
Welcome to the million chance of her life
They use the opportunity
They are reaching for the stars
The brightness of the moment is her price
What now
In what can one still believe
How now
One still can dream at leisure
Who still holds his hands over us?
Close your eyes and try it once again
Migrate with the birds above
To hear once more the surf of the sea
Seeing the lightning in the evening sky
Close your eyes and then you will be free
What now
In what can one still believe
How now
One still can dream at leisure
Who still holds his hands over us?
Close your eyes and try it once again
Migrate with the birds above
To hear once more the surf of the sea
Seeing the lightning in the evening sky
Close your eyes and then you will be free