Germany is the homeland of my Beethoven...
While in heat and cold I cry myself onto the darkto wait for the light,
you are on a train to Germany
Dark as my days and light as your nights
Black and white in thunders and sun the train traverses
through my canvas...
Will we become one, us?
Oh my brush can't paint enough of the pain,
when facing tomorrow I still wait for your train,
not in Germany, but at the moment of destiny
Will you remember to step backward, one step only,
when days meet nights,
dark meets light,
black meets white,
thunder meets wonder...
Life exhausts love, us forever?
And in that crack of time,
we shall reunite...
UND copyright April 30, 2010
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