Paroles:
Brasileiros

della scenza! Oh no! Ah ma e un canto brasileiro? Ah ma e un canto brasileiro? Ah ma e un canto brasileiro? Ah ma e un canto brasileiro? Eppure non sei

cruel saudade que ri e chora! Tarde uma nuvem rósea lenta e transparente Sobre o espaA§o, sonhadora e bela! Aria (from Bachianas Brasileiras

Outside the corner a different world Conversation overheard, oh Between a man and a saxophone Saxophone and mister drunk and stoned, oh He only knows

Die Gedanken Sind Frei I make great big futzies My tuchis emits blasts Of gas from the ass It smells of the past But it cannot last Dissipates fast Die

Don't stop, don't stop, no Just keep on goin' Until I come, until I come in Don't stop, don't stop, no Just keep on goin' Until I come, until I come in

How long can you be walkin' on eggshells and breathe in thin air? Get yourself ready for departure when you're already there Longer than the wall of

She?s a face in the kraut lookin' right through you As if she knew you better than you know yourself What does she know about the things that you go That

The scary tale on this day leads us on What can I say? How naive, this cliche The pulse goes on The end we anticipate Some story ends and hurray Summer

Ich hab' eine große Liebe die ich vorher nie gekannt. La Gitarra Brasiliana, la Gitarra, hab' ich sie genannt. Was dem einen sind die Träume