Dalai lama english

An airplane is in the evening wind On board is a man with his child as well They sit secure and warm and so they fall into the trap of sleep In three hours they will be there for mama's birthday The view is good the sky is clear Onwards, onwards into destruction We must live until we die Humans don't belong in the sky So the lord in Heaven calls his sons to the wind Bring me this human child The child has still lost time Then an echo jumps to his ears A muffled rumbling drives the night and the driver of the clouds laughs He shakes the human cargo awake Onwards, onwards into destruction We must live until we die And the child says to the father Don't you hear the thunder That's the king of all the winds He wants me to become his child From the clouds falls a choir which crawls into the little ear Come here, stay here We'll be good to you Come here, stay here We are your brothers The storm embraces the flying machine The pressure falls quickly in the cabin A muffled rumbling drives the night In panic the human cargo screams Onwards, onwards into destruction We must live until we die And to God the child pleads Heaven take back the wind Bring us unharmed to earth From the clouds falls a choir which crawls into the little ear Come here, stay here We'll be good to you Come here, stay here We are your brothers The father is now holding onto the child and has pressed it tightly against himself He doesn't notice it's difficulty in breathing But fear knows no mercy So with his arms the father squeezes the soul from the child Which takes it's place upon the wind and sings: Come here, stay here We'll be good to you Come here, stay here We are your brothers