| Song | Europa |
| Artist | Rosetta |
| Album | The Galilean Satellites |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Finally I’m coming home | |
| The satellites they guide me, | |
| around your moon, | |
| they take me in, | |
| and I’m shouting out. | |
| They take me in, | |
| and onto your shores. | |
| They take me there, | |
| and I’m crying out. | |
| Crying out to satellites to take me. | |
| Cry and I’ll be saved - no way out. | |
| Cry and I’ll have known, | |
| no way to live my life, | |
| another way. | |
| Europa lift me up and take me. | |
| The day of red light, | |
| pulls me out, | |
| from behind the sun, | |
| and on to your moon. | |
| The day of red light marks my way, | |
| The day of red light marks my own. | |
| It takes me there and on to your shores, | |
| the day of red light - marks my way. | |
| Take me out of your thoughts, | |
| I am home to the sky. | |
| On my way to Europa. | |
| Looking down. | |
| Never to be the light of day to you. | |
| Just to Europa. | |
| Crying out for home. |
| Finally I' m coming home | |
| The satellites they guide me, | |
| around your moon, | |
| they take me in, | |
| and I' m shouting out. | |
| They take me in, | |
| and onto your shores. | |
| They take me there, | |
| and I' m crying out. | |
| Crying out to satellites to take me. | |
| Cry and I' ll be saved no way out. | |
| Cry and I' ll have known, | |
| no way to live my life, | |
| another way. | |
| Europa lift me up and take me. | |
| The day of red light, | |
| pulls me out, | |
| from behind the sun, | |
| and on to your moon. | |
| The day of red light marks my way, | |
| The day of red light marks my own. | |
| It takes me there and on to your shores, | |
| the day of red light marks my way. | |
| Take me out of your thoughts, | |
| I am home to the sky. | |
| On my way to Europa. | |
| Looking down. | |
| Never to be the light of day to you. | |
| Just to Europa. | |
| Crying out for home. |
| Finally I' m coming home | |
| The satellites they guide me, | |
| around your moon, | |
| they take me in, | |
| and I' m shouting out. | |
| They take me in, | |
| and onto your shores. | |
| They take me there, | |
| and I' m crying out. | |
| Crying out to satellites to take me. | |
| Cry and I' ll be saved no way out. | |
| Cry and I' ll have known, | |
| no way to live my life, | |
| another way. | |
| Europa lift me up and take me. | |
| The day of red light, | |
| pulls me out, | |
| from behind the sun, | |
| and on to your moon. | |
| The day of red light marks my way, | |
| The day of red light marks my own. | |
| It takes me there and on to your shores, | |
| the day of red light marks my way. | |
| Take me out of your thoughts, | |
| I am home to the sky. | |
| On my way to Europa. | |
| Looking down. | |
| Never to be the light of day to you. | |
| Just to Europa. | |
| Crying out for home. |