Vertaling van: van Dik Hout - Zenderruis & Testbeeld

It blooms on tar and asphalt
It comes and it happens
In transmitter static and test pattern
And Monday morning drag
Then it turns to me
Both my hands free

It glitters on the waves
You write it in the sand
Sometimes it grins in the clouds
Then I see the connection
When I reach it
Both my hands free

Then I hear ooh, ooh It bridges the distance
The way from you to me
And when I reach you
Both my hands free

And I hear ooh, ooh

Then it turns to me
Both my hands free

Then I hear ooh, ooh