Lyrics:

'columbia now nine times the speed of sound.'

'roger that, dan, I've got a solid tacan

Locked on, uh, tacan twenty-three.'

'the, uh, tracking data, map data and pre-planned

Trajectory are all one line on the block'

'roger (? ) your (? ) block (? ) decoded (? recorded? )'


Hello, earth.

Hello, earth.

With just one hand held up high

I can blot you out,

Out of sight.


Peek-a-boo,

Peek-a-boo, little earth.

With just my heart and my mind

I can be driving,

Driving home,

And you asleep

On the seat.


I get out of my car,

Step into the night

And look up at the sky.

And there's something bright,

Travelling fast.

Look at it go!

Look at it go!


[a men's choral passage in either czekh or russian is sung here.]


('listen!')


Watching storms

Start to form

Over america.

Can't do anything.

Just watch them swing

With the wind

Out to sea.


All you sailors,

('get out of the waves! get out of the water!')

All life-savers,

('get out of the waves! get out of the water!')

All you cruisers,

('get out of the waves! get out of the water!')

All you fishermen,

Head for home.


Go to sleep, little earth.

I was there at the birth,

Out of the cloudburst,

The head of the tempest.

Murderer!

Murder of calm.

Why did I go?

Why did I go?


[the men's choral passage is sung again several times here.]


'tiefer, tiefer.

Irgendwo in der tiefe

Gibt es ein licht.'


Go to sleep little earth.