I´m flying higher than a mountain,
I´ve got the feeling, I could touch the moon.
I keep on flying even higher,
and I won«t come down, so soon.

You might wonder, what that is,
making me so high,
wonder, what is holding me
high above the sky.

It´s his smile,
leading me to heaven,
his smile,
shining so bright,
his smile,
my last thought
at nightfall,
my first at morning light.
It´s his smile.

Can you hear my heart, it«s beating,
I can´t stay concentrated,
I looked into his face, today
and all pain is faded.




...Like a soft, sweet touch,
his smile,
I love him so much.
It´s his smile.

( baddaddam miepmiep)