Summer in Berlin

From the series "It's just too short, dude"

Original lyrics in normal print, by Alphaville. My additions in italics. Original lyrics are still copyrighted by whoever they're copyrighted by, mine are in the public domain. Hope this covers it.
Unlike most other songs in this series, my addition goes in the middle of the song here.

This is an invitation, and it's just for you
You've got a reservation for the 17th of June
Open your eyes and let the sun break in for a while
It could be something that you've never seen inside

Feel how your heart beats like a heavy machine
The sound of the traffic is like a pure silent dream
The dust in the park, the exhaust from the cars
Ascends in that heated afternoon -- you touch a sweaty body

Summer in Berlin
It's allright, it's allright
The day feels so tired from the lead in the air and the fire in the sky
Life seemed to be a fault of grace, but it's okay
It gave you a kiss in the middle of the crossroads

You sit in a café talking with nothing to say
Words fall on the table and then drift away
The radio plays "Eternal Flame" but you disagree
Tonight's far away, and what comes after that we'll see

Feel how your heart beats like a heavy machine
The sound of the traffic is like a pure silent dream
The dust in the park, the exhaust from the cars
Ascends in that heated afternoon -- you touch a sweaty body

Summer in Berlin
It's allright, it's allright
The heat from the sun that is stored in the pavement feels so fine
The air tastes of Diesel but the wind on your skin feels mild
And the sirens sing like birds between the walls
Summer in Berlin
It's allright, it's allright
The day feels so tired from the lead in the air and the fire in the sky
Life seemed to be a fault of grace, but it's okay
I gave you a kiss in the middle of the crossroads

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Last edited: July 13, 2006