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This German morning of winter grey and street lights |
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The mist is warning - the day to wait it's turn |
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The city stumbles - to find the boots in bedrooms |
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A new wife wonders - why must he go so soon |
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She's crying in Berlin - |
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Love is flying from Berlin |
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She's been trying hard to fight her fears |
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But she knows her tears - will win |
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A sip of coffee - he sends a smile to greet her |
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Just for a second - she forgets what lovers have to learn |
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An empty window - an empty bed - an empty chair |
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She curses history - then hides her face behind her hair |
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And she's crying in Berlin |
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Her world is flying from Berlin |
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She's been trying hard to force a smile - |
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Will war's denial ever end |
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She's crying in Berlin |
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Her world is dying in Berlin |
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She's been trying hard to fight her fears |
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But she knows her tears - will win |
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She's crying in Berlin |
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A darkened doorway - an empty street - an empty heart |
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There is no sure way - to know if they will stay apart |
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He dissapears then - a waving hand she won't forget |
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One thing is certain - she will always see his silhouette |
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When she's crying in Berlin |
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When she's crying in Berlin |
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When she's trying hard to fight her fears |
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She'll fight her tears - and win |
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She's crying in Berlin |
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There's no denying - It's a sin - It's a sin |
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When the cities burn - love waits its turn - |
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For her and him |
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Crying in Berlin - crying in Berlin |
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She's been trying hard to force a smile |
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Will war's denial - ever end |
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Crying in Berlin |
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When the cities burn - love waits its turn - for her and him |
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Crying in Berlin - Crying in Berlin |
