Above the clouds

southern winds on runway three
i can hear the engines calling
like an arrow flying free
and the rain just keeps on falling

and the tremblin' asphalt shines
like a knife she cuts the silence
till she takes off and she glides
on to the horizon

If you wanna listen to the original German, please watch this.

(It is a song by singer-songwriter Reinhard Mey from Berlin, which I guess every German heard at least once in his/her lifetime.)