| Song | Ernie's Reise - Remastered 2015 |
| Artist | Grobschnitt |
| Album | Rockpommel's Land |
| 作曲 : Danielak, Eroc, Jäger-Rahmig ... | |
| You live the story | |
| Of the innocent life's defeat of solitude's dice | |
| Captivated by a moonbeam, chained to despisers of your love | |
| Captivated by despisers, lost in the canyons of your mind | |
| Take just another lad | |
| Call him Ernie and see him returning home from school | |
| Left alone at some old window, leaving paper dreams to fly | |
| Hear the wind whispering gently calling you to dream away | |
| So fly away on a staggering paper plane | |
| Don't be afraid when somebody takes your game | |
| High above the town soars a little boy in his paper plane | |
| Astonished he peers down, the houses look like toys from his paper plane | |
| The wind takes his hand | |
| Sparkling rivers below, watch the green meadows flow | |
| Feel your face caressed by a golden rainbow | |
| Ernie never felt so strong | |
| As he was gliding along, forgetting all fences he sailed till dawn | |
| Look the sun is sinking low, little boy where do you go | |
| Time leads you to darkness of the night, shocks you with fright | |
| Don't fear the shadow over you, it's a bird called Maraboo | |
| He will light his light, Ernie, he will be your guide | |
| Confidence is a strong assistance to you | |
| Announcement (spoken): | |
| This evening a huge bird was seen carrying a little boy on his back in a height of about 3.000 feet right above sector 0/16. The bird was carrying some beer-bottles, a bag with vegetables, was lit contrary to regulations and was smoking a pipe. We instruct all planes cruising this sector to observe this incident. Over | |
| Hey little Ernie, I'd like to take you home to my nest | |
| The sun will keep you warm and cozy all nite long | |
| And you'll have a pleasent rest – skip on my chest | |
| The tree with the nest of the bird where the sun goes to bed is so high | |
| It touches the sky | |
| Far away a Blackshirt cleans a chain | |
| Hey little lads, get on dreaming | |
| Fear the warming far away from home | |
| Find your hope in some desert stone | |
| Smell some dope in an ice-cream cone |
| zuò qǔ : Danielak, Eroc, J gerRahmig ... | |
| You live the story | |
| Of the innocent life' s defeat of solitude' s dice | |
| Captivated by a moonbeam, chained to despisers of your love | |
| Captivated by despisers, lost in the canyons of your mind | |
| Take just another lad | |
| Call him Ernie and see him returning home from school | |
| Left alone at some old window, leaving paper dreams to fly | |
| Hear the wind whispering gently calling you to dream away | |
| So fly away on a staggering paper plane | |
| Don' t be afraid when somebody takes your game | |
| High above the town soars a little boy in his paper plane | |
| Astonished he peers down, the houses look like toys from his paper plane | |
| The wind takes his hand | |
| Sparkling rivers below, watch the green meadows flow | |
| Feel your face caressed by a golden rainbow | |
| Ernie never felt so strong | |
| As he was gliding along, forgetting all fences he sailed till dawn | |
| Look the sun is sinking low, little boy where do you go | |
| Time leads you to darkness of the night, shocks you with fright | |
| Don' t fear the shadow over you, it' s a bird called Maraboo | |
| He will light his light, Ernie, he will be your guide | |
| Confidence is a strong assistance to you | |
| Announcement spoken: | |
| This evening a huge bird was seen carrying a little boy on his back in a height of about 3. 000 feet right above sector 0 16. The bird was carrying some beerbottles, a bag with vegetables, was lit contrary to regulations and was smoking a pipe. We instruct all planes cruising this sector to observe this incident. Over | |
| Hey little Ernie, I' d like to take you home to my nest | |
| The sun will keep you warm and cozy all nite long | |
| And you' ll have a pleasent rest skip on my chest | |
| The tree with the nest of the bird where the sun goes to bed is so high | |
| It touches the sky | |
| Far away a Blackshirt cleans a chain | |
| Hey little lads, get on dreaming | |
| Fear the warming far away from home | |
| Find your hope in some desert stone | |
| Smell some dope in an icecream cone |