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Lili Marlene – Song Of A Young Sentry

1. In front of the barracks, by the big gate
there was a lantern, and it is still there.
We want to see each other there again -
we want to stand near the lantern,
As we once did, Lili Marlene

Peter

How could a man simply get so intoxicated with me?
How did I just commit the delusion
to trade in my good Peter,
who never did anything to me?
 
Woke him out of his bed at night
loud and rough by telephone:
“Peter, I don't have any cigarettes,”
What did Peter say? “Bringin' 'em right over.”
 
Peter, Peter, come back to me
Peter, Peter, was my pride and joy
Peter, Peter, I was so mean
Later, only later, can you appreciate everything
 
We talked: “Peter, I cheated on you,”
He said: “As long as you're happy.”
Never has a thunderstorm blown up
He was tender all the time.
 
And without any reason at all, I went to others,
bid my little Peter Adieu!
Now that I give myself to all the others,
my heart aches so much for him.
 
Peter, Peter, come back to me
Peter, Peter, was my pride and joy
Peter, Peter, I was so mean
Later, only later, can you appreciate everything
 

Who's Going to Cry When They Break Up?

Who's going to cry when they break up,
if there's already someone else right around the corner?
They say goodbye and think over a glass of wine,
'Well, after all, the other one will be quite charming, too!'
 
Who's going to cry when they break up,
if there's already someone else right around the corner?
They say goodbye and just think in secret,
“Well, at last I'm rid of a relationship again!”
 
Who's going to cry when they break up,
if there's already someone else right around the corner?
They say goodbye and just think in secret,
“Well, at last I'm rid of a relationship again!”
 

The Wind Alone Knows the Answer

How many streets in this world
are streets full of tears and sorrow?
How many seas in this world
are seas of sadness?
How many mothers have long since been alone
and still wait and wait today?
 
The wind alone knows the answer, my friend.
The wind alone knows the answer.
 
How many people today are still not free
and would so gladly like to be?
How many children go to bed at night
and can't sleep from hunger?
How many dreams plead to us at night?
When will it be different for us?
 
The wind alone knows the answer, my friend.
The wind alone knows the answer.
 
What great mountains of money are spent
on bombs, rockets and death?
What big words make many a man today
and yet do nothing to alleviate suffering?
What great evil must yet happen
in order for mankind to reflect on itself?
 
The wind alone knows the answer, my friend.
The wind alone knows the answer.
The wind alone knows the answer, my friend.
The wind alone knows the answer.
 

I Don't Know Who I Belong To

I don't know who I belong to,1
I'm much too good for just one alone.
If I swear to be true to just one right now,
then it will make someone else so unhappy.
 
Should something so beautiful appeal to just one?
Even the sun, the stars belong to everyone.
I don't know who I belong to,
I guess I belong to myself alone.
 
I don't know who I belong to,
I'm much too good for just one alone.
If I swear to be true to just one right now,
then it will make someone else so unhappy.
 
Should something so beautiful appeal to just one?
Even the sun, the stars belong to everyone.
I don't know who I belong to,
I guess I belong to myself alone.
 

• 1. In grammatically correct English, this would be 'I don't know to whom I belong,' but that's a bit too formal for this context. I used this wording because it's more common in everyday language even though it's not technically correct.

The World Was Young

Time flies by, the world is spinning,
The whirlwind of life is what I like,
I never see the day, only the lights of the night,
I'm everywhere where you drink, where you laugh.
I'm never alone, I'm never at home anywhere
The dance continues, day in and day out
Only sometimes reality disappears
And I see a picture from another time
 
Ah, the apple tree,
delicate white dream
The memory
Gentle summer air
The faint scent of blossoms
Through time and space
in the twilight
And the world was young.
 
Ah, the apple tree,
delicate white dream
The memory
Distant bells rang
And the blackbird sang
in the twilight
Where the swing swung
and the world was young
Where the swing swung
and the world was young
Where the swing swung
And the world
was young
 

Johnny

Johnny, if it’s your birthday
I’ll be your guest
The whole night
Johnny, I dream about you so much
Oh, why don’t you come to me
At half three in the afternoon
 
Johnny, if it’s your birthday
And your arm embraces me
The whole night
Johnny, then I think at the end
If only you had a birthday every day
 

Don't ask why, i go

Versions: #2
Don't ask why, i go don't ask why
Whatever happened don't ask why
I can tell you right now i love you
I wanted to give you the most beautiful thing in life
 
Don't ask the one thing don't ask why
Don't ask why i cry don't ask why
We go apart, tomorrow the other kisses you
Then you nevermore ask, why
 
The Song is over that you sung for me
After the last tune i worried for you
The Song is over the melody faded away
Nothing's left from the music
Just an echo from the love
 
The roses that you brought me
Are now a wilted bouquet the song is over
 
Don't ask why i go, don't ask why
Whatever happened don't ask why
I can tell you right now i love you
I wanted to give you the most beautiful thing in life
 
Don't ask the one thing don't ask why
Don't ask why i cry don't ask why
We go apart, tomorrow the other kisses you
Then you nevermore ask, why
 
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