This day's an invitation And it's just for you You've got a reservation For the 7th of June Open your eyes And let the sun break in for a while There may be something That you've never seen inside Feel how your heart beats Like a heavy machine The sound of the traffic Is like a silent dream The dust in the park The exhaust from the cars Ascends in that heated afternoon (You touch a sweaty body!) Summer in Berlin, it's alright The day feels so tired >From the lead in the air And the fire in the skies Life seemed to be a fault of grace But it's ok It gave you a kiss In the middle of the crossroads Summer in Berlin, it's alright The heat of the sun Which is stored in the pavement Feels so fine Here stands the innocent And there it comes oh so wild That's when you're longing For a summer by the wall Summer in Berlin, it's alright Summer in Berlin, it's ok
"In every battle the eyes are the first to be conquered..."
- Tacitus, Germania
"One must work in solitude as a man who opens a clearing in virgin forest, sustained by the unique hope that somewhere in its depths, others are working to the same end."
- Ernst Jünger
"I find that I must go handsomely, whatever it costs me, and the charge will be made up in the fruit it brings."
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For those who may not read German, a translation of the 'Song of the Werewolf Free Corps' can be found here:
http://dagobertobellucci.wordpress.com/2012/03/07/werwolf-lied-song-of-the-werwolf-freikorps/
Still a great song, even in English translation.
This day's an invitation
And it's just for you
You've got a reservation
For the 7th of June
Open your eyes
And let the sun break in for a while
There may be something
That you've never seen inside
Feel how your heart beats
Like a heavy machine
The sound of the traffic
Is like a silent dream
The dust in the park
The exhaust from the cars
Ascends in that heated afternoon
(You touch a sweaty body!)
Summer in Berlin, it's alright
The day feels so tired
>From the lead in the air
And the fire in the skies
Life seemed to be a fault of grace
But it's ok
It gave you a kiss
In the middle of the crossroads
Summer in Berlin, it's alright
The heat of the sun
Which is stored in the pavement
Feels so fine
Here stands the innocent
And there it comes oh so wild
That's when you're longing
For a summer by the wall
Summer in Berlin, it's alright
Summer in Berlin, it's ok
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