He hath come to the bosom of his beloved

Smiling on him, she beareth him to highest heav′n

With yearning heartOn thee we gaze

O' gold-winged messenger of mighty Gods

(Goldwing)

(Goldwing)

(Goldwing)

(Goldwing)

(Goldwing)

(Goldwing)

(Goldwing)

(Goldwing)

(Goldwing)

(Goldwing)

(Goldwing)

(Goldwing)

(Goldwing)

(Goldwing)

(Goldwing)

(Goldwing)

Goldwing angel

Go home

Don′t tell anyone what you are

You're sacred and they're starved

And their art is getting dark

And there you are to tear apart

Tear apart, tear apart, tear apart

You better keep your head down-down

Da-da-down-down, da-da-down-down

Better keep your head down-down

Da-da-down-down, da-da-down-down

They′re gonna tell you what you wanna hear

Then they′re gonna disappear

Gonna claim you like you a souvenir

Just to sell you in a year

You better keep your head down-down

Da-da-down-down, da-da-down-down

Keep your head down-down (keep your head down-down-down)

Da-da-down-down, da-da-down-down

Better keep your head down-down (down-down-down-down-down)

Da-da-down-down, da-da-down-down

Keep your head down-down (down-down-down-down-down-down)

Da-da-down-down, da-da-down-down

That's good