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We Bid You Farewell
03:13
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We bid you farewell.
What comes now, no one can tell.
We’ll now take your place.
Try our best, see what we’ll face.
You were here quite long.
Half your life, and now it’s gone.
Hope you will have fun.
Push the clouds and greet the sun.
AAAAAAAAA
We bid you farewell.
What comes now, no one can tell.
You were the oldest here.
Next year you’ll be the youngest there.
Go down river’s way.
Fight the tide or you will pay.
Stay who you really are.
Don’t be ashamed, you shooting star.
AAAAAAAAAAAAA
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Summer is Near
02:34
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(Strophe 1)
Summer is here.
The end is near.
Then I must go
to a new horizon.
So much to know.
So much to show.
N' part of me knows
it will be a tough one.
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(Refrain 1)
Oh and it may be
that some of our friends
we won't see again. Yes, and
all the good times and the bad
will be memories for you and me
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(Strophe 2)
Summer is here.
The end is near.
Auf wiedersehen.
Wind all around me.
So much to know.
So much to show.
Mountain so high,
like birds in the sky child.
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(Refrain 1)
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(Instrumental part)
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(Refrain 2)
Oh I could have been better.
I could have been worse.
But now it's just the past. Yes, and
something I've learned
through all these years,
is things won't always last.
(Refrain 3)
Oh and you and I
may drift apart.
But that's no reason to cry.
'Cause what lies ahead is up to us.
So let's not be too shy for tomorrow.
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Refrain (2x)
Ich muss warten auf die Sonne.
Ich muss warten auf den Sommer.
Ich muss warten auf die Sonn-oh yeah!
Strophe 1 (2x)
Im Winter ist es grau.
Es bleibt wie ein Stein.
6 Monat im Jahr.
Wann kann ich barfuß sein?
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Refrain (2x)
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Strophe 2 (2x)
Im Houston ist es heiß.
Im Lagos noch mehr.
Hier fehlt doch die Bergen.
Und es fehlt auch noch das Meer.
Bridge
Alle diese Entchen schwimmen auf den See
Nur wir leider nicht, außer Zwei Monat im Jahr.
Icke bin Berliner, traurig bei dem See.
Sonne ist ein Luxus, zwei Monat im Jahr.
So unfair, nicht wahr?
(Intrumentale Refrain Melodie)
Strophe 3 (2x)
Berliner quälen oft,
über kalte Wetter.
Und wenn es endlich warm ist,
man schimpft weil man schwitzt.
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Refrain
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Refrain (Auf Englisch)
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Refrain
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