Boudewijn De Groot de tuin der lusten

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Times are changing faster than ever,
today can already be yesterday.
What will happen tomorrow, no one ever knows.
Perhaps the worst is to be feared.
The dome of flowers, the ball of crystal,
they can keep love.
The frame around the world is fragile and narrow.
Come here and forget the dangers.
Carry the colorful bunch of grapes
A bird brings us fruits and wine,
as long as we escape fate.
Carry the colorful bunch of grapes
riding on velvet animals,
the wind blows you hair loose, aaah.
A bird flies by in the sky,
go on its back to the south,
and wave the clouds aside with a palm branch,
so that you hear the bells ringing.
Now we still pick flowers in the grass together
and live like gods in peace.
But over there, skeletons are already spreading ashes
and living in burning cities.
Carry the colorful bunch of grapes
riding on velvet animals,
the wind blows your hair, aaah.

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