Great Belt


Riding on a night train, my girl before my eyes.

Shadows & silhouettes from Paris to the promenades.

You must be dreaming.

Wake up, look outside.

Everything is present, laying wayside.

Storebælt, this is it.

Isn’t it beautiful?


I’m the touching sky, I’m on top of water

I’m high as hell, I see a thousand colors.

We’re moving so fast but I can smell the roses

The most beautiful morning of my life, just for a moment.

I’m the sun heading straight for the sky

Determined and ready to die

That’s what it’s all about

Pull up the shades, open the door

I’m the happiest man in the world.

Got this photograph to prove it.


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