Do you remember our last trip to mars? 
When we just stared at a shimmering sky 
And we got [bad word] by millions of sparkling stars 
It was no fake, no illusion 
No hidden trap 
For me not even a lie 

When we saw sparkling colours far away 
I gently felt the passion on your skin 
Warm like the wind on a summer´s day 
Cold like the snow on a winter´s night 
You are my eternal secret sin 

Do you remember our last trip to mars? 
When we discovered this obsession high above 
Source of unknown pleasures like teargas 
Open eyes learned everlasting love 
Concept of beauty far beyond 

You [bad word] a rainbow to a star 
This is what I remember 
That´s the story so far ...