Heute In Jerusalem
Composer(s): André Heller - Peter Wolf
First performance by: Christina Simon - 1979



Erhebt euch, tut ab den Schlaf
In dieser Zeit der bitteren Früchte
Übt Freunde eure Wachsamkeit
Dem Weinen und der Angst zu wehren

Seht, aus der Kühle hoher Luft
Da fallen hundert Monde
Als Zeichen für den Neubeginn
Als Sinn wider den Widersinn

Und heute in Jerusalem
Endlich in Jerusalem
Atem holen und besinnen
Und heute in Jerusalem
Friede für Jerusalem

Seht, aus der Kühle hoher Luft
Da fallen hundert Monde
Als Zeichen für den Neubeginn
Als Sinn wider den Widersinn

Und heute in Jerusalem
Endlich in Jerusalem
Atem holen und besinnen
Und heute in Jerusalem
Friede für Jerusalem

Pour Deux Coeurs Qui S'aiment
Composer(s): P.A. Dousset; N. Kalogera; I. Krajac
Performer(s): Mireille Mathieu



Quelque part en Bohème
Ou bien en Italie
Ils se sont dit je j'aime
Au bord d'une rivière
Et Pierre
Avait dit à Maria
Maria
Je n'aimerai que toi

Il fait toujours beau temps
Pour deux cœurs qui s'aiment
L'hiver est un printemps
Pour deux cœurs qui s'aiment
Autour de nos vingt ans
La vie est si belle
Mon amour, tout nous appelle
Tout nous invite à nous aimer
Chaque jour de l'année

Cette nuit, dans tes bras
Pour la première fois
Cette chanson d'amour
Est devenue la mienne
On s'aime
Comme Pierre et Maria
On s'aime
Chaque nuit, chaque jour

Il fait toujours beau temps
Pour deux cœurs qui s'aiment
L'hiver est un printemps
Pour deux cœurs qui s'aiment
Autour de nos vingt ans
La vie est si belle
Mon amour, tout nous appelle
Tout nous invite à nous aimer
Chaque jour de l'année

Tout nous invite chaque jour
À vivre un grand amour

So Long Ago, So Clear
Composer(s): Vangelis - Jon Anderson
Performer(s): Vangelis; Gio Aria



Once, we did run
How we chased a million stars
And touched as only one can

Once, we did play
How the past delivered you
Amidst our youth we'd dream away, away

As if I knew the words I'm sure you'll hear
Of how we met as you recall so clear

Once, we did love
Long ago how did I forget
Holding you so closely

Look, how I move
Chance would have me glance at you
To know how you move me, me

Oh barriers fall around us as we hear
Of memories known and met so long ago, so clear

Once, we did run
How we chased a million stars
And touched as only one can

Poupée De Cire, Poupée De Son
Composer(s): Serge Gainsbourg
First release by: France Gall - 1965
Covered by multiple other artists
Titles In Other Languages:
1965 - A Lonely Singing Doll
1965 - Boneca De Cera, Boneca De Pano
1965 - Muñeca De Cera
1965 - Lille Dukke



Je suis une poupée de cire
Une poupée de son
Mon cœur est gravé dans mes chansons
Poupée de cire poupée de son

Suis-je meilleure suis-je pire
Qu'une poupée de salon
Je vois la vie en rose bonbon
Poupée de cire poupée de son

Mes disques sont un miroir
Dans lequel chacun peut me voir
Je suis partout à la fois
Brisée en mille éclats de voix

Autour de moi j'entends rire
Les poupées de chiffon
Celles qui dansent sur mes chansons
Poupée de cire poupée de son

Elles se laissent séduire
Pour un oui pour un nom
L'amour n'est pas que dans les chansons
Poupée de cire poupée de son

Mes disques ont un miroir
Dans lequel chacun peut me voir
Je suis partout à la fois
Brisée en mille éclats de voix

Seule parfois je soupire
Je me dis à quoi bon
Chanter ainsi l'amour sans raison
Sans rien connaître des garçons

Je n'suis qu'une poupée de cire
Qu'une poupée de son
Sous le soleil de mes cheveux blonds
Poupée de cire poupée de son

Mais un jour je vivrai mes chansons
Poupée de cire poupée de son
Sans craindre la chaleur des garçons
Poupée de cire poupée de son

Mary Ann
Composer(s): Peter Morris
First performance by: Black Lace - 1979



Out on a late night
Way after midnight
Armed with a bottle or two
What's the time?
I'm gettin' out of my mind
I've gotta get to you
 
She was in black lace
Come back to my place
Come for a drink and a dance
Boy, I found she didn't hang around
I didn't stand a chance
 
She paid a big rent
For an apartment uptown One-twenty-one
She said: come inside
I've got nothin' to hide
I only want some fun
 
Havin' a good time
Walkin' a tight line
I was out of my head
Just when I reached for you
Like I usually do
I found her instead
 
Mary Ann, I'm gonna do what I can
But I can't do more than try
Tearin' my heart out tryin' to make it up to you
Mary Ann, I'm gonna do what I can
That's truth, and that's no lie
Cryin' my eyes out, gotta get it back with you
 
I woke up early
With everythin' blurry
And my head rattled with pain
Even so, I heard the doorbell go
And someone call my name
 
There was her best friend
Down for the weekend
I knew I'd met her before
She said: you dirty man
When I see Mary Ann
I'm gonna tell her the score
 
Mary Ann, I'm gonna do what I can
But I can't do more than try
Tearin' my heart out tryin' to make it up to you
Mary Ann, I'm gonna do what I can
That's truth, and that's no lie
Cryin' my eyes out, gotta get it back with you
 
Out on a late night
Way after midnight
Armed with a bottle or two
What's the time?
I'm gettin' out of my mind
I've got to get to you
 
Mary Ann, I'm gonna do what I can
But I can't do more than try
Tearin' my heart out tryin' to make it up to you
Mary Ann, I'm gonna do what I can
That's truth, and that's no lie
Cryin' my eyes out, gotta get it back with you
 
Cryin' my eyes out, gotta get it back with you

Pouet Pouet
Composer(s): André Barde; Maurice Yvain
Performer(s): André Bourvil;
Georges Milton; Emile Vacher



Dans les bagnoles aujourd'hui
C'est la poule qui conduit
L'monsieur roul'des yeux d'veau
Pendant qu'ell'pilot' sa cinq ch'vaux
Il a l'air embêté
Assis à ses côtés
Et quand ell'serr' les freins
Il serr'autr'chose sans entrain
Il lui faut du courage
Lorsqu'ell' prend ses virages
Quand moi, j'en vois
A un croisement du bois
Qui fonc' sur moi viv'ment, je n'l'engueul' pas
Mais galamment

Je lui fais "Pouet Pouet"! Elle me fait "Pouet Pouet"!
On se fait "Pouet Pouet" et puis ça y est
Je souris "Pouet Pouet"! Elle sourit "Pouet Pouet"!
On sourit "Pouet Pouet"! On s'est compris
Alors le monsieur qui l' voit fait un' sal' trompette
Y en a même quelquefois plus d'un qui rouspète
Je lui fais "Pouet Pouet"! Ell' me fait "Pouet Pouet"!

Jadis on s' faisait la cour
Avant d' parler d'amour
Ça durait trop longtemps
Rien qu' sur la pluie et le beau temps
Ce n'est que le lend' main
Qu'on se baisait la main
Et quinze jours après
Qu'on s'embrassait d'un peu plus près
Moi,quand un' femme m'excite
J'y vais beaucoup plus vite
Mon r' gard sans r' tard
Lui flanque un coup d' poignard
Je lis au fond d' ses yeux
J'en dis pas plus ça vaut mieux

Je lui fais "Pouet Pouet"! ell' me fait "Pouet Pouet"!
On se fait "Pouet Pouet"! et puis ça y est !
Je souris "Pouet Pouet"! elle sourit "Pouet Pouet"!
On sourit "Pouet Pouet"! on s'est compris!
Et quand j'lui ai bien chanté ma petit' romance
Ell' dit d'un air enchanté j' voudrais qu' tu r' commences
Je lui r' fais "Pouet Pouet"! ell' me r' fait "Pouet Pouet"!
On se r' fait "Pouet Pouet"! et puis ça y est!

So Long
Composer(s): Remus Harris - Irving Melsher - Russ Morgan
Performer(s): Ruth Brown
and multiple other artists



So long
Hope we'll meet again some day
Hope that maybe then you'll say
"Darling, I was wrong"

So long,
Gee, I hate to see you go
You're the world to me you know
You've been mine so long

All alone,
With my memories of you
I can see that you're lonely too

You're my own
Eventhough we're far apart
I will keep you right here in my heart

So long, so long
Though you leave me here to cry
This can never ever be "goodbye"
We'll just say so long

Though you leave me here to cry
This can never ever be "goodbye"
We'll just say so long

Pouce, Au Revoir
English Title: Time To Change
Composer(s): Françoise Hardy; Jean-Pierre Castelain
Performer(s): Françoise Hardy



On fait tout beaucoup trop vite
Et pas bien
On se prend et on se quitte
C'est pour rien
Quand on voit tous les gens
Ils ne pensent qu'à l'argent
Ils sont de plus en plus bêtes et méchants
Moi aussi et je me sens si fatiguée
Je voudrais m'arrêter sur ton oreiller
Tous ces trains qui partent pour nulle part
Trop tôt, trop tard
Ça donne le cafard
Je voudrais en finir
Arrêter de courir
Je voudrais pouvoir dire
Pouce, au revoir
Je voudrais me blottir
Dans tes bras et dormir
Je voudrais pouvoir dire
Pouce, au revoir
On est mal et on a mal
Tout le temps
On se perd dans du banal
Dans du vent
Les gens sont des moutons
Ils tournent tous en rond
Quoi qu'ils fassent
Ils savent que leur compte est bon
Moi aussi et je me sens si fatiguée
Je voudrais m'arrêter sur ton oreiller
Tous ces trains qui partent pour nulle part
Trop tôt, trop tard
Ça donne le cafard
Je voudrais en finir
Arrêter de courir
Je voudrais pouvoir dire
Pouce, au revoir
Je voudrais me blottir
Dans tes bras et dormir
Je voudrais pouvoir dire
Pouce, au revoir

So Long
Composer(s): John Watts
Performer(s): Fisher-Z



When I read your letter I couldn't believe that you'd gone
I dialed your number but no one answered the phone
I asked your friends to tell me if they knew where you were
they said they thought that you were ill

I hired a detective to try and find out where you are
he managed to trace you, he said you were living in France
a watchman saw you climb into someone else's car
and drive off laughing in the night

Why didn't you tell me
not leave me this way
oooh, you could have told me
not waited for so long

I tried to forget you but I find myself walking the street
I went to the doctor and he gave me something to sleep
I've sent you telegrams but you haven't answered one
your mother told me I best leave you well alone
I hope you're satisfied, now you've done this thing to me
I hope you're pleased with what you've done

Why didn't you tell me
not leave me this way
oooh, you could have told me
not waited for so long

For so long, I never realized just exactly who you were
for so long, I never realized the girl I had before
for so long, I hope you're satisfied, you won't hear from me again
for so long, I hope you're pleased with what you'd done

Why didnt you tell me
not leave me this way
oooh, you should have told me
not waited for so long

Potemkine
Composer(s): Georges Coulonges; Jean Ferrat
Performer(s): Jean Ferrat



M'en voudrez vous beaucoup si je vous dis un monde
Qui chante au fond de moi au bruit de l'océan
M'en voudrez vous beaucoup si la révolte gronde
Dans ce nom que je dis au vent des quatre vents

Ma mémoire chante en sourdine
Potemkine

Ils étaient des marins durs à la discipline
Ils étaient des marins, ils étaient des guerriers
Et le coeur d'un marin au grand vent se burine
Ils étaient des marins sur un grand cuirassé

Sur les flots je t'imagine
Potemkine

M'en voudrez vous beaucoup si je vous dis un monde
Où celui qui a faim va être fusillé
Le crime se prépare et la mer est profonde
Que face aux révoltés montent les fusiliers

C'est mon frère qu'on assassine
Potemkine

Mon frère, mon ami, mon fils, mon camarade
Tu ne tireras pas sur qui souffre et se plaint
Mon frère, mon ami, je te fais notre alcade
Marin ne tire pas sur un autre marin

Ils tournèrent leurs carabines
Potemkine

M'en voudrez vous beaucoup si je vous dis un monde
Où l'on punit ainsi qui veut donner la mort
M'en voudrez vous beaucoup si je vous dis un monde
Où l'on n'est pas toujours du côté du plus fort

Ce soir j'aime la marine
Potemkine

So Long
Composer(s): Fats Domino - Dave Bartholomew
Performer(s): Fats Domino



So long, don't know where I'm going
But so long, you know you done me wrong
So long, because I know I'm not the one

Goodbye, please tell me why
Goodbye, you always make me cry
Oh why, why are you never satisfied

So long, I'm all packed up and on my way
So long, you'll need me some ol' sunny day
So long, yes I'm, I'm going to stay

Postures (Leave Your Body Behind)
Composer(s): Roky Erickson; Tommy Hall
Performer(s): 13th Floor Elevators; Chris Thomas



You're moving, keep climbimg
You're moving, keep climbimg
You're wonderin'
(You're moving, keep climbimg)
What's on your mind
(You're moving, keep climbimg)
It's the one keystone people keep trying to find
(You're moving, keep climbimg)
(You're moving, keep climbimg)
The state of mind that puts you there
And evolution's everywhere
it's creeping back from the affair
So leave! Leave! Leave!
Leave your body behind
Leave, Leave, Leave!
Leave your body behind
Yes, yes, yes
You can always come back
To live the desire you want on your track
Live the love that gives it's return
The higher you're livin', now, the purer it burns
So keep climbin'
(Ooo, that energy's higher)
Keep on climbin'
(Your sun catches on fire)
Keep climbin' and bathe in the sun
The dawns and the darkness
Watch, the journey's begun
Remember, remember 
Why can't you remember?
Remember that we're fallin'
Indifference from the love
It's only habit circumstance that fits you like a glove
Remember, that we're callin' in every cast to learn
It's spoken in the voices of the holy sound you earn
You've got to remember, remember
You're form' can move
You're shape is composed of edges
You're form you can move
Edges and ridges of your own energy!
Your own energy!
Your own energy!
Just a motion you feel
(You're moving, keep climbing)
And you're wonderin'
(You're moving, keep climbimg)
Who searched for this?
(You're moving, keep climbimg)
Only higher resistant consciousness and bliss
(You're moving, keep climbimg)
By feeling more love for the sense world you're seeing
You raise sense your income and your level of being
By finer and finer
And finer agreeing you 
Leave!
Leave, Leave!
Leave your body behind!
Leave, Leave, Leave!
Leave your body behind!
Yes, yes, yes attention comes back
You focus on anchors
You have what you lack
Live the love each thought form returns
Graze in the judgement of the ether that burns!
So keep climbin'
(Ooo, your energy's higher!)
Keep on climbin'
(Your sun catches on fire!)
Keep climbin'
The sun fills so soon
And gathers the clouds into a heavenly moon
Remember, remember 
Why can't you remember?
Remember we're bombarded
The downpour of the word
The outside means lock us in so all else seems absurd
Remember things regarding
Are terminals like you
For terminals discharge against each other
And balance syphoning through
You've got to remember!
Remember!
You're form' can move
You're shape is composed of edges
You're form you can move
Edges and ridges of your own energy!
Your own energy!
Your own energy!
Just a motion you feel
(You're moving, keep climbimg)
(You're moving, keep climbimg)
And you're body and mind are one
(You're moving, keep climbing)
Your heart like cool ashes
(You're moving, keep climbing)
The life sprays through your nippled eyes
Like ribbon through your lashes
It ripples down with your heart's clear
you're mixed in two
The poisoned ear
The love you feel is love you hear
You leave!
Leave! Leave!
Leave your body behind!
Leave! Leave! Leave!
Leave your body behind!
Remember, Remember, Remember, Remember
Keep on climbin'
Keep on climbin'

Oliver
Composer(s): Anita Skorgan - Philip Kruse
First performance by: Anita Skorgan - 1979



(Vil du, vil du ha neste dans?) 	
(Vil du, vil du ha neste dans med meg?) 
 	 
Dans med meg, Oliver, Oliver 	
Dans, nå er sjansen din 	
Dans med meg, Oliver, Oliver 	
La neste dans, la neste dans bli min 	
 	 
Diskoteket er høyt 	
En tåke av røyk ligger overalt 	
I mengden leter jeg etter deg 	
Fire uker i dag siden vi skilte lag 	
Du er vel lykk'lig nå? 	
Men hvis du går forbi vil jeg si 
(Vil du ha neste dans?) 	
 	 
Dans med meg, Oliver, Oliver 	
Dans, nå er sjansen din 	
Dans med meg, Oliver, Oliver 	
La neste dans, la neste dans bli min 	
Oliver... 	
 	 
Moteriktig og 'in' 	
Ja, så viktig og fin man kan bli av klær 	
Men nå er klovnen visst ganske trist 	
Ooh... kommer du også hit når kostymet er slitt 	
Og folk ser hvem du er? 	
Da er du på min dør sånn som før
(Vil du ha neste dans?) 	
 	 
Dans med meg, Oliver, Oliver 	
Dans, nå er sjansen din 	
Dans med meg, Oliver, Oliver 	
Gi meg en dans, dans med meg nå 
 	 
Dans med meg, Oliver, Oliver 	
Dans, ta en sjans med meg 	
Dans med meg, Oliver, Oliver 	
La neste dans, la neste dans bli min
 	 
(Dans med meg, Oliver, Oliver) 
Dans, ta en sjans med meg 	
Dans med meg, Oliver, Oliver 	
La neste dans, la neste dans bli min 
 	 
(Dans med meg, Oliver, Oliver) 	
Dans, ta en sjans med meg 	
Dans med meg, Oliver, Oliver 	
La neste dans, la neste dans bli min
 	 
(Dans med meg, Oliver, Oliver) 	
Dans, ta en sjans med meg 	
Dans med meg, Oliver, Oliver 	
La neste dans, la neste dans...

Postman Pat
Composer(s): Bryan Daly
Performer(s): Ken Barrie;
and various other artists



Postman Pat, Postman Pat
Postman Pat and his black and white cat
Early in the morning
Just as day is dawning
He picks up all the post bags in his van
Postman Pat, Postman Pat
Postman Pat and his black and white cat
All the birds are singing
And the day is just beginning
Pat feels he's a really happy man
Everybody knows, his bright red van
All his friends will smile as he waves to greet them
Maybe
You can never be sure
They'll be knock
Ring
Letters through your door
Hay hay
Postman Pat, Postman Pat
Postman Pat and his black and white cat
All the birds are singing
And the day is just beginning
Pat feels he's a really happy man
Pat feels he's a really happy man
Pat feels he's a really happy man

Postman Pat
Composer(s): Bryan Daly
Performer(s): Ken Barrie;
and various other artists



Postman Pat, Postman Pat
Postman Pat and his black and white cat
Early in the morning
Just as day is dawning
He picks up all the post bags in his van
Postman Pat, Postman Pat
Postman Pat and his black and white cat
All the birds are singing
And the day is just beginning
Pat feels he's a really happy man
Everybody knows, his bright red van
All his friends will smile as he waves to greet them
Maybe
You can never be sure
They'll be knock
Ring
Letters through your door
Hay hay
Postman Pat, Postman Pat
Postman Pat and his black and white cat
All the birds are singing
And the day is just beginning
Pat feels he's a really happy man
Pat feels he's a really happy man
Pat feels he's a really happy man

So Little Time
Composer(s): Dimitri Tiomkin - Paul Francis Webster
Performer(s): Duke Ellington; Nancy Marano



So little time to let you know how much I love you
So little time to let you know how much I care
And though I try to make believe this love of ours will last forever
It's just my heart that I deceive because I know, oh, yes I know

This sad old world when we are gone will go on spinning
These very stars when we are gone will shine as bright
So hold me in your arms until tomorrow
For there's so little time, so little time tonight

(These very stars when we are gone will shine as bright)
So hold me in your arms until tomorrow
For there's so little time (so little time)
So little time tonight

Poster
Composer(s): Claudio Baglioni; Antonio Coggio
Performer(s): Claudio Baglioni (Italy);
and various other artists



Seduto con le mani in mano
sopra una panchina fredda del metro
sei lì che aspetti quello delle 7.30
chiuso dentro il tuo paletot
Un tizio legge attento le istruzioni
sul distributore del caffè
e un bambino che si tuffa dentro a un bignè
E l'orologio contro il muro
segna l'una e dieci da due anni in qua
il nome di questa stazione
è mezzo cancellato dall'umidità
Un poster che qualcuno ha già scarabocchiato
dice "Vieni in Tunisia
c'è un mare di velluto ed una palma
e tu che sogni di fuggire via...
di andare lontano, lontano...
E da una radiolina accesa
arrivano le note di un'orchestra jazz
Un vecchio con gli occhiali spessi un dito
cerca la risoluzione a un quiz
Due donne stan parlando
con le braccia piene di sacchetti dell'UPIM
E un giornale è aperto sulla pagina dei films
E sui binari quanta vita che è passata e quanta che ne passerà
E due ragazzi stretti stretti
che si fan promesse per l'eternità
Un uomo si lamenta ad alta voce
del governo e della polizia.
E tu che intanto sogni ancora
sogni sempre, sogni di fuggire via...
di andare lontano, lontano...
andare lontano, lontano...
Sei li che aspetti quello delle 7,30
chiuso dentro il tuo paletot
seduto sopra una panchina fredda del metro

So Little Time
Performer(s): Andy Williams



Took a while to drag me out of bed
Aim some coffee at my head
Saw the clock I’m running late
It’s an ordinary day

And I’m like a dog on head
Knock one out and then fall asleep
It’s sad but true
I’d rather be with you
Don’t you forget about me
When you’re a celebrity
It will be only you and me before too long

So little time so much to do
I’d rather spend my days with you
So little time so much to do
I’d like to spend one day with you
And if that day is not enough
Maybe we can stay in touch
But I’m not making plans for tomorrow
For tomorrow never comes
Said I’ve been celibate for years
Not out of chance there’s no-one here
See I can’t get my end away
Another ordinary day
And I’d love to see a little more of you
Your clothes would look better on my bedroom floor...bedroom floor

Don’t you forget about me
When you’re a celebrity
I know you’re busy
But we all need somebody - before too long

It’s in your eyes, oooooh...

Poste Restante
Composer(s): Guy Béart
Performer(s): Guy Béart



On s'écrivait de tendres choses
Des mots pervers mais innocents
Et rouges comme notre sang
De les redire ici je n'ose

J'ai tenté de brûler ces pages
Rien à faire et je les relis
Tes arrondis les yeux remplis
De ces courbes à ton image

{Refrain:}
On s'écrivait poste restante
Au rendez-vous des apprentis
Au rendez-vous des sans-logis
Que sont les amours débutantes

Quand tu me griffais de ta plume
Je restais tout pale interdit
Sous ta griffe encore aujourd'hui
Ma fièvre ancienne se rallume

Depuis lors sous d'autres couleurs
J'ai battu je me suis fait battre
Ta guerre seule est opiniâtre
Tu m'avais fait battre le cœur

{au Refrain}

Un jour ma lettre me revint
Tu n'allais plus jusqu'à la poste
Tu avais déserté le poste
Et mes lettres partaient en vain

Et revenaient me prendre ailleurs
Ici là je changeais d'adresse
Et m'atteignaient dans ma détresse
Tous ces "retours à l'envoyeur"

{au Refrain}

Que monte une flamme nouvelle
Sur cette cendre désormais
Si tu vois combien je t'aimais
Entre tes lignes se révèle

Ce qu'hier je n'ai pas su lire
Il faut du temps pour faire un cœur
N'as-tu pas détruit par rancœur
Ce qu'hier je n'ai pas su dire

{au Refrain}

Satellit
Composer(s): Kenneth Gärdestad - Ted Gärdestad
First performance by: Ted Gärdestad - 1979



Du, har stått vid horisonten
Du, har tittat mot havet om jorden var rund
Men allt som du såg va en båt som försvann
I dimman som rullade fram

Jag, är inte rädd att flyga
Jag, för ovanför molnen står himlen på glänt
Som jorden och månen vi dras till varann
Men håll mig så hårt som du kan
Jag känner mig som en

Satellit, satellit, Oooh...
som en satellit högt upp i det blå
Satellit, satellit, Oooh...
som en satellit, nu kan jag förstå
Åh, vad världen är liten ändå
(Högt i det blå)

Vi, har gått omkring på jorden
Vi, har dragit vår frihet på släp överallt
Och solen har värmt oss, men när den går ner
Behöver jag värmen du ger
Åh, jag känner mig som en

Satellit, satellit, Oooh...
som en satellit högt upp i det blå
Satellit, satellit, Oooh...
som en satellit, nu kan jag förstå
Åh, vad världen är liten ändå

Satellit, satellit, Oooh...
som en satellit högt upp i det blå
Satellit, satellit, Oooh...
som en satellit, nu kan jag förstå
Åh, vad världen är liten ändå
(Högt i det blå)

Satellit, satellit, Oooh...
som en satellit högt upp i det blå
Satellit, satellit, Oooh...
som en satellit, nu kan jag förstå

Satellit, satellit, Oooh...
som en satellit högt upp i det blå
Satellit, satellit, Oooh...
som en satellit, nu kan jag förstå

Satellit, satellit, Oooh...
som en satellit högt upp i det blå
Satellit, satellit, Oooh...
som en satellit, nu kan jag förstå