Alphaville
Miscellaneous
Blauer Engel
Song written in muenster 1983
"according to a note on the very first script the text origins from 1978, Berlin. must have been a quite interesting time . unfortunately i just can't remember it."
Marian gold, 1998
Early morning, half-dreamed night flies like an echo through your head
You look steadily at the mirror, the one with fingers at you feels
Your photo strung together
A million times, at another time
A million times, at another time
That's me, not you
You're just looking away from me from far away
You're screaming, I can see it in your look
But I just laugh back
It's cold on platform six, Berlin from Hamm via Hanover
Commands shout at the trains, the carriages jerking into the night
The endlessly long front of windows déj?vu passes through the eyes
And image by image they merge into the very last passenger
That's me, not you
You're just looking at me from afar
You're screaming, I can see it in your look
But I just laugh back
Last somewhere else, 12th floor, apartment 100, apartment 100
And Someone is sneaking through the room...
Three quick steps to the balcony, the door slams shut behind you
And thirty doors and echoes crash like wild animals
That's us, only Me and you, we watch each other as we fall
You are the scream, I am your face
You are just a shadow, I am the light...
Music by alphaville
Lyrics by gold
Early morning half dreamed night
Flying like an echo through the head
You are looking in the mirror, who touches
You with fingers
Your pictures put together< br/>A million times to different times
This is me, and not you
You are looking at a distance
You are screaming i can see
But i only laugh back at you.
It's cold on the railroad platform 6 Berlin to Hamm over Hannover
Orders are screaming on the train, the cars going through the night
Causing the endless front of windows to be a deja vu from the eyes
Picture after picture reporting to the very last passenger.
This is me......
Now to the 12th floor. apartment 100, apartment 100
Somebody is going through the room....
3 fast steps to the balcony, the door closes
And now I hear 3 door slamming and it sounds
Like 30 wild animals racing through the halls
Now we are there you and i
The scream is you and i am your face
You are like a shadow and i am the light... ..