(written by: Alexander Bard / Anders Wollbeck)
I breathe clouds beneath my window.
I see rockets in the sky.
I feel satellites in limbo.
I breathe oxygen up high.
I load lead inside my engine,
lead and alcohol.
On the radio depending
I sign the protocol.
Hail the audience, the media, peoples everywhere.
In the hours ahead Iґll see your?
Green biosphere,
clean biosphere.
Castles in air
Climbing the stair,
way to heaven when?
Chorus
I've been trained to navigate my futurist balloon.
After years a week will see me landing on the moon.
Raise a banner on the planets,
life grows everywhere.
In the manner of the mission?
Green biosphere,
clean biosphere.
Castles in air
Climbing the stair,
way to heaven when?
Chorus
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