| Song | Surrounded by the Stars |
| Artist | Amon Düül |
| Album | Live in Tokyo |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Karrer, Rogner | |
| You walk | |
| Surrounded by the stars | |
| For many days | |
| And you knock | |
| At the gates of night | |
| No answer | |
| But you walk in | |
| With your decrees | |
| And you go out | |
| With shaking knees | |
| A street-sweeper appears | |
| Makes your dusty feet clean | |
| Come and jump | |
| On my Are-You-Tired machine | |
| At sunrise | |
| You play your violin | |
| On Napoleon's nose | |
| A cop comes and says | |
| You're one of those | |
| But you jump | |
| Into the trumpet of a clown | |
| And you say to yourself | |
| Maybe I should leave this town? | |
| You walk | |
| Beside the twilight street | |
| Jewel of the town | |
| And you pass | |
| The make-up zoo | |
| Where hungry people meet | |
| They ask you | |
| And you give them | |
| All you need | |
| For a trip to the South | |
| Maybe you think | |
| What sort of idiot am I | |
| Without a bone in my mouth | |
| And you turn to the sunrise | |
| You see a famous face | |
| Behind a golden fence | |
| A voice sounds round the corner: | |
| "This is your very last chance!" | |
| But you laugh | |
| Like the son of a kangaroo | |
| I don't believe the TV screen! | |
| I don't believe you too! |
| zuo ci : Karrer, Rogner | |
| You walk | |
| Surrounded by the stars | |
| For many days | |
| And you knock | |
| At the gates of night | |
| No answer | |
| But you walk in | |
| With your decrees | |
| And you go out | |
| With shaking knees | |
| A streetsweeper appears | |
| Makes your dusty feet clean | |
| Come and jump | |
| On my AreYouTired machine | |
| At sunrise | |
| You play your violin | |
| On Napoleon' s nose | |
| A cop comes and says | |
| You' re one of those | |
| But you jump | |
| Into the trumpet of a clown | |
| And you say to yourself | |
| Maybe I should leave this town? | |
| You walk | |
| Beside the twilight street | |
| Jewel of the town | |
| And you pass | |
| The makeup zoo | |
| Where hungry people meet | |
| They ask you | |
| And you give them | |
| All you need | |
| For a trip to the South | |
| Maybe you think | |
| What sort of idiot am I | |
| Without a bone in my mouth | |
| And you turn to the sunrise | |
| You see a famous face | |
| Behind a golden fence | |
| A voice sounds round the corner: | |
| " This is your very last chance!" | |
| But you laugh | |
| Like the son of a kangaroo | |
| I don' t believe the TV screen! | |
| I don' t believe you too! |
| zuò cí : Karrer, Rogner | |
| You walk | |
| Surrounded by the stars | |
| For many days | |
| And you knock | |
| At the gates of night | |
| No answer | |
| But you walk in | |
| With your decrees | |
| And you go out | |
| With shaking knees | |
| A streetsweeper appears | |
| Makes your dusty feet clean | |
| Come and jump | |
| On my AreYouTired machine | |
| At sunrise | |
| You play your violin | |
| On Napoleon' s nose | |
| A cop comes and says | |
| You' re one of those | |
| But you jump | |
| Into the trumpet of a clown | |
| And you say to yourself | |
| Maybe I should leave this town? | |
| You walk | |
| Beside the twilight street | |
| Jewel of the town | |
| And you pass | |
| The makeup zoo | |
| Where hungry people meet | |
| They ask you | |
| And you give them | |
| All you need | |
| For a trip to the South | |
| Maybe you think | |
| What sort of idiot am I | |
| Without a bone in my mouth | |
| And you turn to the sunrise | |
| You see a famous face | |
| Behind a golden fence | |
| A voice sounds round the corner: | |
| " This is your very last chance!" | |
| But you laugh | |
| Like the son of a kangaroo | |
| I don' t believe the TV screen! | |
| I don' t believe you too! |