Open window presents
Wondering clouds, sky fluttering
Wind blows, my nose freezes
And a pair of exhaust pipes rattle
Ah, then the sun goes down
Red, with gold, as it must be
I see on the street below
A friend befalls me
Promptly, my heart will become heavy now
I only need to see a bird's flit
And my gaze flies towards the sky, then
Hurts even the soul, how beautiful
Nature in the evening, silent city
Twisted soul, tears run
Everything makes a powerful one dull
And I do simply cry on
Aaahhh...
Writer(s): Nina Hagen
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