Wind in my hair
Crystal clear air
Sky awesome blue
Breath-taking view
Snow like champaign
Songs in my brain
Slopes so insane
Downhill again, and again
Soon, we'll be running down that hill
Soon, we'll apply our greatest skill
In tune, with the tempers of the snow
And then, we'll enjoy the afterglow
What a show!
We glide, as the powder calls our name
We fly, through a world both wild and tame
In thrill, as the icy currents flow
Alive, in the mountain's brilliant show
Feel the glow!
Swift as a stream
Chasing powder dreams
Turns sharp and clean
Painting the scene
Laughter and cheer
Thrills that bring us near
Moments so clear
Joy without peer, without peer!
The peaks, like giants, stand so tall
We carve, in their shadows, through it all
Each turn, a rhythm, smooth and slow
Our joy, as endless as the snow
What a flow!
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Berthold Kusserow - Powder Dreams Lyrics
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Wind in my hair
Crystal clear air
Sky awesome blue
Breath-taking view
Snow like champaign
Songs in my brain
Slopes so insane
Downhill again, and again
Soon, we'll be running down that hill
Soon, we'll apply our greatest skill
In tune, with the tempers of the snow
And then, we'll enjoy the afterglow
What a show!
We glide, as the powder calls our name
We fly, through a world both wild and tame
In thrill, as the icy currents flow
Alive, in the mountain's brilliant show
Feel the glow!
Swift as a stream
Chasing powder dreams
Turns sharp and clean
Painting the scene
Laughter and cheer
Thrills that bring us near
Moments so clear
Joy without peer, without peer!
The peaks, like giants, stand so tall
We carve, in their shadows, through it all
Each turn, a rhythm, smooth and slow
Our joy, as endless as the snow
What a flow!
Crystal clear air
Sky awesome blue
Breath-taking view
Snow like champaign
Songs in my brain
Slopes so insane
Downhill again, and again
Soon, we'll be running down that hill
Soon, we'll apply our greatest skill
In tune, with the tempers of the snow
And then, we'll enjoy the afterglow
What a show!
We glide, as the powder calls our name
We fly, through a world both wild and tame
In thrill, as the icy currents flow
Alive, in the mountain's brilliant show
Feel the glow!
Swift as a stream
Chasing powder dreams
Turns sharp and clean
Painting the scene
Laughter and cheer
Thrills that bring us near
Moments so clear
Joy without peer, without peer!
The peaks, like giants, stand so tall
We carve, in their shadows, through it all
Each turn, a rhythm, smooth and slow
Our joy, as endless as the snow
What a flow!
Writer: Berthold Kusserow
Copyright: Lyrics © Music Hub O/B/O GEMA
Copyright: Lyrics © Music Hub O/B/O GEMA