Oh Berlin

Hansa, Hansa, Hansa, Hansa

White snow turning to slush
A festival of brown in the city of my crush
If you walk around, you can step inside
Köthner Straße achtunddreißig

Oh Berlin who could think they would find
You by just looking oh Berlin
How many of us hide in you oh Berlin
To think I could know you by your name
To stare and not be stared
To look and not be seen to feel new feelings
Rather than understand where you've just been
Fame, huh

Oh Berlin
Who could they would find you by just looking
Oh Berlin when you flap your angel wings
Oh Berlin
To think that I could know you by your name

Chasing the ghosts of our heroes
Lou Reed, David Bowie, Iggy, Wim Wenders
Rilke to change location rather
Than change yourself
To ask for directions rather
Than ask for help
To remain always a true friend

Oh Berlin who could think they would find
You by just looking oh Berlin
When you flap your angel wings oh Berlin
To think that I could know you by your name
Who, if I cried out
Would hear me among the angelic orders
And even if one to suddenly
Take me to it's heart
I would vanish into it's stronger existence
For beauty is nothing but
The beginning of terror
That we are still able to bear
And we revere it so
Because it calmly disdains to destroy us
Every angel is terror

Every angel is terror oh Berlin
Every angel is terror every angel is terror
Who would think they could find
You by just looking every angel is terror
Every angel is terror oh Berlin
How many of us hide in you oh Berlin
To think that I could know
You by a single name