A keresés eredménye

Back Then Behind The Moon

Life ran at a breakneck pace, love was a party
Man was good
Back then behind the moon
 
Whiskey was a thrill
And the second glass was all our possessions
Back then behind the moon
 
There was never too much to drink
And in the evening I always knew where you were
What were we laughing at?
Back then behind the moon
 
A glance was a promise
The world was nothing more than a smile, man was good
Back then behind the moon
 
Rules were there to be broken
We fought with the power of a healthy anger
Back then behind the moon
 
There was never too much to argue about
And in the evening I always knew where you were
What did we love?
Back then behind the moon
 
A naked belly was heaven
And hell was a bench, man was good
Back then behind the moon
 
The quarry lake was an ocean
The duck was a swan, a saucepan was a hat
Back then behind the moon
 
There was never too much to play
And in the evening I always knew where you were
What were we laughing at?
Back then behind the moon
 

A blank piece of paper

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I'll take your cat and shake it out
until everything falls out
That it has ever eaten from my hand
And later I'll even beat the carpet
And if I find one of my hairs in it
I'll simply pocket it
Nothing shall give you bad memories
Reveal what I was to you
Don't say that that would be completely unnecessary
Because it only becomes painful afterwards
When what once was bubbles up again
Better to be as pure
And as ignorant as a blank piece of paper
 
In the future I will be a different person
Like the one you saw in me
The trousers that you crocheted for me
I'll throw in the container for the Salvation Army
I'll eat on the floor boards with my hands
And watch every cartoon on TV
Everything that you don't like, I'll praise
I will be simply as pure
And as ignorant as a blank piece of paper
 
I won't even be able to see the sea again
Where the wind misses your hair
Where every wave is a sigh
And every grain of sand is a glimpse of you
At best I would be an astronaut
And would fly through the stars were nothing is familiar
Or messed up by your touch
I will never again be as pure
And as ignorant as a blank piece of paper
 

On the First Sunday After Doomsday

Cruel is the shark
and cruel you were, too
At the end of the rainbow
the rain is getting harder
and floods in exuberance
just behind the train crossing
the street with empty bottles, stones and mud
And I walk along Kurfürstendamm one more time
Unfaithful is the sun
and unfaithful were you, too
With the purchase of a new life
you get a cigarette for free
I smoke it on the way home
so nobody gets bothered and secretly
I put your picture in a bin on fire with it
And then I walk along Kurfürstendamm one more time
On the first sunday after doomsday
 
Beautiful was life
Bad was the world
Good was the love
Bad the money
Vicious the dog and dear was the horse
But today it is the other way round
At the Kurfürstendamm
On the first sunday after doomsday
 
Up is where you are
and down is where I
wait in rubber boots for
the sky revolving around itself
every few hours
and for the passing of the time somehow
that one needs to grasp that one is still alive
And then I walk along Kurfürstendamm one more time
On the first sunday after doomsday