Ambros Wolfgang hand in hand

Glass shadows shatter and clink against the wall
Outside the morning is dawning, the night is doomed to die
Pink clouds hanging above the sea of u200bu200bhouses
The last of the soffane lies in the trickle of stosses san öd and empty
öd and empty
and how about
we go hand in hand
mainly we are sand
mainly we are sand behind
/>we're sandy
mainly we're sand
mainly we're sandy
ohh jeeah
what's happening is mainly we're sandy
new york city, there Centrel Park at midday
where you feel like shitting your pants because of fear
in the sux of Danga and in the harbor of Singapore
nothing is as dangerous as the jungle of Eschnapur
eschnapur
and like two
we go hand in hand
mainly we have sand
mainly we have sand behind
we have sand behind
mainly is we sand
mainly we are sand
ohh jeeah
what is happening is mainly we are sand
mainly is we sand
mainly is we sand
ohh jeahh
what's happening imma ah
mainly we're sand beinand
mainly we're sand beinond
mainly we're sand beinond
ohh jeahh
we're imma ah happened
mainly we have sand
mainly we have sand
mainly we have sand