Fasten your seat belts, hold tight to your seat,
We’re now on the runway; suck hard on your sweet.
The engine is roaring and the plane now vibrates
As we speed down that runway, the feeling is great.
So we say our farewells to the ground left behind
We look down on rooftops. Goodbye to mankind.
Now from high in the air see dolls’ houses below
And small patchwork fields put on a good show.
The picture’s now changed. We’re flying through cloud
And our aeroplane now is enrapt in its shroud,
Yet it’s shrugging it off – see that heavenly blue -
And below the white snowfields of cloud we came through?
Unfasten the seat belts. Now what can I read?
Up here you can hardly imagine our speed!
Yes, here comes the trolley with coffee and beer –
And with four hours to pass, yes the boring part’s here.
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