Текст песни The Ramones - Born To Die In Berlin
The Ramones - Born To Die In Berlin слова песни
Intoxicated by the orchids abandoned in the garden Demanding morphineCurse my soul is burning Stranded in the sweet wonderings breathing thePale moon silver Torn painted lips tasting the last drops of lifeSometimes I feel like screaming Sometimes I feel I just can`t winSometimes I feelin` my soul is as restless as the wind MaybeI was born to die in BerlinI sprinkled cocaine on the floor when no one was watching I closedMy eyes and I let myself sleep Creeps and dirty bastards, demons waitin`by my bed There`s no choice or difference, no one seems to noticeSometimes I feel like screamin` Sometimes I feel I just can`t winSometimes I feelin` my soul is as restless as the windMaybe I was born to die in Berlin(Third verse in German)Sometimes I feel like screamin` Sometimes I feel I just can`t winSometimes I feelin` my soul is as restless as the windMaybe I was born to die in Berlin Maybe I was born to die in Berlin