Out from Austria    The yellow and blue    Dash those towers away    Like you       Down to Florida    The land of snow    Dashing out to the runway    Alone       The ice is forming to freeze the sun    To freeze the soilder   Drown it's nature's winter       Deeper and hold her    Deeper and hold her       The big band seems to proud to everything   Bringing light to the ice    The seagulls crash so loud at everything      Disturbing my proud paradise    Glancing memory with stucco glass       The floating bubbles    The tropical gents    Do not see it all in a glance