[ Featuring Mathis Richter-Reichhelm ]
On this little island I see the water, I see the water From beautiful highlands we see the water, rising water on wide open fields there ain´t no shields against the desert storms If we believe we fell too deep we got no clue why we were born on this little island called Earth On this little island we see the fire, spreading fire From beautiful highlands we see the fire, burning fire On wide open fields there ain´t no shields against the desert storms If we believe we fell too deep we got no clue why we were born on this little island called Earth
