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morning out on the field
When sleeping your favorite city?
morning swim in the sea
when it still has not been sinking
morning calls into the distance
solitary flame calling into the distance ...

in flight over the earth
I see a city-dream
that no pain
under the roofs of light plays
it gives people the love and the prohibition
it gives hope
fire and water - it is somewhere in between
I hear the heart of the city-dream
Night road - shabby jeans
meander, people dream
cold walls embrace first snow
around beauty
high fly magical dream

morning out on the field
When sleeping your favorite city?
morning swim in the sea
when it still has not been sinking
morning calls into the distance
solitary flame calling into the distance ...

in flight over the earth
I feel the city - where there are no tears
purple passion flames
absorbed sadness - dancing in the city
only where the freedom of the momentum
pulse beats
the voice of freedom beats
somewhere far flame calls
I touch people's thoughts
they are easy - as the smoke from cigarettes
the first snow
as the first rays
in which the solution is the tears of the night
Wind teach

morning out on the field
When sleeping your favorite city?
morning swim in the sea
when it still has not been sinking
morning calls into the distance
solitary flame calling into the distance ...

in flight over the earth
golden domes of the city covered
they can be touched by hands
and iron
any desire
love letters
on TV
reflection in front of a bright light
to the golden sands of fresh blood
the foundations of the city near and far
cliffs
I feel in my heart
road like my frayed jeans
meander, thoughts soar
single flame somewhere beckons ...

morning out on the field
When sleeping your favorite city?
morning swim in the sea
when it still has not been sinking
morning calls into the distance
solitary flame calling into the distance ...