alphaville - those were the days lyrics
there is a landscape in my head
i sometimes travel
but this is strictly after dark
beyond the barricades and trenches
there stands the factory
hand me the costum of the sad acrobat
and he says:
son, this is the bread i break for you
but do not touch it
and he says:
son, this is the wine i pour for you
but do not drink it
dein aschenes haar, sulamith
and he says:
son, this is the bread i break for you
son, this is the wine i pour for you
but do not drink it, don’t drink at all..
there is a stranger on the sh-r-
i sometimes travel
but this is strictly in my dreams
he feeds the seagulls in the winds with ashes
and as he speaks he’s got my father’s voice
and he says:
son, here is some bread i broke for you
son, here is some wine..
those were the days, my friend
dein aschenes haar, sulamith
der tod ist ein meister aus deutschland
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