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Текст песни Alphaville - Those Were The Days

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There is a landscape in my headI sometimes travelBut this is strictly after darkBeyond the barricades and trenchesThere stands the factoryHand me the costum of the sad acrobatAnd he says:Son, this is the bread I break for youBut do not touch itAnd he says:Son, this is the wine I pour for youBut do not drink itDein aschenes haar, sulamithAnd he says:Son, this is the bread I break for youSon, this is the wine I pour for youBut do not drink it, dont drink at all..There is a stranger on the shoreI sometimes travelBut this is strictly in my dreamsHe feeds the seagulls in the winds with ashesAnd as he speaks hes got my fathers voiceAnd he says:Son, here is some bread I broke for youSon, here is some wine..Those were the days, my friendDein aschenes haar, sulamithDer tod ist ein meister aus deutschland

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Those Were The Days

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