There has been no light in this apartment for a long time
a silence that lives in these windows
and cities grow overnight on the harbor
The moon is reflected in the facades
ä Shadows scurry anxiously through the streets
the lonely wind blows through the black land
no, there haven't been any visitors for a long time
you can see it in the people in the streets
when the old world spits you out into the new
when you're not tired, but you know for sure that you have to sleep now
a Garconniere, a cardboard box
through sand and desert down to the sea , a room in Istanbul
give me a call, I'm very happy
you my bed my apartment my city
it's all empty
Can you hear the kids you see them in the streets
do you see the handsome man on the balcony
there are windows shining brightly from opposite
teenagers are arguing in the loggia
old men are drinking fruit schnapps in the kitchen
and in the salon someone is playing something by Mozart on the piano
when the new world spits you out into the old one
when you are not tired, but you know for sure that you have to sleep now
>a Garconniere, a cardboard box
a flight from Frankfurt via Paris to Lebanon
give me a call, I'm very happy
you my bed my apartment my city
that's all there is to it empty
yes, my bed, my apartment, my city
everything is empty

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