In the morning mist
A coin between my fingers
A pain in the heart
No way to go home
On an airport
How we would like to fly away
In the morning mist
Nowhere to go
On the starting track
The first re caravel
Disappears in the fog
I see its wings sparkle
I have rain in my eyes
In my throat a taste of 'alcohol
But already I see her
Who has taken flight
In the morning mist
In the morning mist
She leaves only a wake
She leaves only a wake
Before going far away
All above the clouds
Where the sky is always blue, always blue
Where it never rains, it never rains
She will fly at noon
She will fly at noon
Over my country
All of this is making me feel sick
Here, nailed to the ground
My eyes are full of fog
I smell the smoke , I smell of alcohol
It would be better for me
Turn back
Go a little further
Go a little further
In the morning mist
Go a little further
In the morning mist

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