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Alphaville
Miscellaneous
Those Were The Days (Revisited)
there is a landscape in my head
i sometimes travel
but this is strictly after dark
beyond the barricades and trenches
there stands the factory
hand me the costum of the sad acrobat
and he says:
son, this is the bread i break for you
but do not touch it
and he says:
son, this is the wine i pour for you
but do not drink it
dein aschenes haar, sulamith
and he says:
son, this is the bread i break for you
son, this is the wine i pour for you
but do not drink it, don't drink at all..
there is a stranger on the shore
i sometimes travel
but this is strictly in my dreams
he feeds the seagulls in the winds with ashes
and as he speaks he's got my father's voice
and he says:
son, here is some bread i broke for you
son, here is some wine..
those were the days, my friend
dein aschenes haar, sulamith
der tod ist ein meister aus deutschland
- Album:
- So 80s Presents: Alphaville
- Miscellaneous
- Catching Rays On Giant
- Crazyshow
- Salvation
- Dreamscapes
- Prostitute
- First Harvest 1984–92
- Breathtaking Blue
- Afternoons In Utopia
- Forever Young
- Song For No One (EP)
- Non-Album Releases
- Dreamscapes Revisited 4our
- Dreamscape 1ne
- OKEJ - Tiden vi aldrig glömmer 1980-1989
- P4 Sommerhits 2010
- So80S Presents Alphaville (Curated By Blank & Jones)
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