Born To Die In Berlin
¡Adios Amigos! (1995)



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Intoxicated by the orchids, abandoned in the garden
Demanding morphine curse, my soul is burning
Stranded in the sweet wonderings, breathing the pale moon silver
Torn painted lips, tasting the last drops of life

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  Sometimes I feel like screaming, sometimes I feel I just can't win
  Sometimes I feelin' my soul is as restless as the wind
  Maybe I was born, to die in Berlin                                  fin: x 4

I sprinkled cocaine on the floor when no one was watching
I closed my eyes and I let myself sleep
Creeps and dirty bastards, demons waitin' by my bed
There's no choice or difference, no one seems to notice


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Küss mich jetzt Mädchen, es ist alles wahr
Du kannst es lesen in der Morgenpost okay
Der Winte rwird wieder kalt werden, Berliner wollen Amerika
Von Menschen die sterben, unter den weißen Blüten

  Refrain  fin: x 2

  Maybe I was born, to die in Berlin  fin: x 3.5 !

Traduction: Kiss me now girl, it's all true
            You can read it in the morning mail okay
            The winter will be cold again, Berliners want America
            Of people who die, under the white flowers