Lying here, beneath old skies, as new clouds waterfall,
Across the sea two strangers dance the grand celestial ball.
As the wind whispers the world away,
this romance won't stand the light of day.
Light the shadows of our fears
underneath the passing vale.
When the stars fall down like tears
we all are drunk from
the comet's spell.
Soldiers singing the old show tunes

KORREKTUREN ÃœBERMITTELN