Secrets by Mekons
Listen to the voices drifting through the windows
of the grand old villas of Bonn
all the town's dark secrets
float through the Rhine lands river mists
the wives of bankers reminisce in whispers
debiliated by horrors, half heard, half remembered
all the town's dark secrets
unstable and dangerous, fearful and feared
the lights went out all over Europe
and in the darkness of space
the stars are blinking with our hope
as a rocket roars out of the Cape
an dein Gesicht kann ich mich nicht erinnern (I don't
remember your face)
doch deine H�nde sind mir vertraut (but your hands are
familiar)
am Morgen wirst du mich als Diener oder als Liebhaber
aufwecken (you will wake me in the morning as my butler
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