Žodžiai dainai: Saxon. 747 (strangers In The Night).

We've got a 747 coming down in the night
There's no power, there's no runway lights
Radio operator try to get a message through

Tell the flight deck, New York has no lights
There's no power, what do we do?
747 coming down in the night, try to get a message through

We were strangers in the night, both on separate flights
Strangers in the night going nowhere

This is Scandinavian one O one
Flight from Hawaii coming out of the sun
Kennedy should be in sight
We can't see a thing here in the night

Navigator says, we're on the flight path
There's no radio, no sign of life
This is Scandinavian one O one
For God's sake, get the ground lights on

'Coz we were strangers in the night, both on separate flights
Strangers in the night going nowhere

There's a 747 going into the night
There's no power, they don't know why
They've no fuel, they've got to land soon
They can't land by the light of the moon

They're overshooting, there's no guiding lights
Set a course into the night
Scandinavian one O one
For God's sake, get your ground lights on

We were strangers in the night, lost on separate flights
Strangers in the night going nowhere

Strangers in the night, we were strangers in the night
Strangers in the night, we were strangers in the night
Strangers in the night, both on separate flights
Strangers in the night going nowhere