Stories of the past 
Make my heart ache 
The shining of the stars 
Will make the earth quake 
Gone too far 
The angels start to sing 
Das ende ist nah
And pain is what it brings 

I found heaven I found joy 
And peace within my mind 
In the sand 
In the grass 
In the hills of the land 
Called blue moon 
Blue moon 

I heard it in a dream 
Don't sell your soul 
Now there's a need to scream 
I need to change my road
Cause stories of the past 
Make my heard ache 
Time goes too fast 
For my sake

I found heaven I found joy 
And peace within my mind 
In the sand 
In the grass 
In the hills of the land 
Called blue moon 
Blue moon