Song | A Lover In Berlin |
Artist | Kari Bremnes |
Album | Norwegian Mood |
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[00:29.80] | Once I had a lover in Berlin |
[00:36.48] | Said a frail old woman at a table next to mine |
[00:43.96] | His voice was like an ancient violin |
[00:50.94] | And he spoke to me that voice, that voice |
[00:57.95] | I believe they call it falling for a man |
[01:05.40] | But this falling made me fly, left me soaring over the sky |
[01:10.88] | 。 |
[01:13.37] | There wasn't any sense, there was no plan |
[01:19.73] | But who would trade this passion for the safety of dry land? |
[01:27.39] | Not I |
[01:34.09] | Not he. |
[01:41.62] | And we knew we had to travel far away |
[01:48.98] | We knew we had to disappear, where no one else could find us |
[01:56.12] | A sailing ship would take us from the bay |
[02:03.07] | Its sails would fill with an offshore wind to blind us |
[02:10.68] | We gambled our security the future for the now |
[02:17.74] | Sailed off towards the storm, safety cast aside |
[02:24.80] | We'd gone beyond what reason would allow |
[02:32.14] | But who could tame the tide away and tell it where to go? |
[02:39.32] | Not I. |
[02:46.32] | Not You. |
[02:55.90] | |
[03:51.28] | Reality then brought it to an end |
[03:58.82] | Said the frail old women, shaking underneath her hat |
[04:05.91] | A decent set of values is no friend |
[04:13.31] | It's reason now that blinds us, please believe |
[04:20.12] | And passion is not willing to be steered |
[04:27.52] | Purity alone won't fill a ship's wide sails |
[04:34.92] | Life will sometimes bring what we most feared |
[04:42.07] | And who could ever say when to go or when to stay? |
[04:49.12] | Not you. |
[04:53.27] | Not we |
[05:00.50] | Not I |
[05:04.14] |
[00:29.80] | Once I had a lover in Berlin |
[00:36.48] | Said a frail old woman at a table next to mine |
[00:43.96] | His voice was like an ancient violin |
[00:50.94] | And he spoke to me that voice, that voice |
[00:57.95] | I believe they call it falling for a man |
[01:05.40] | But this falling made me fly, left me soaring over the sky |
[01:10.88] | . |
[01:13.37] | There wasn' t any sense, there was no plan |
[01:19.73] | But who would trade this passion for the safety of dry land? |
[01:27.39] | Not I |
[01:34.09] | Not he. |
[01:41.62] | And we knew we had to travel far away |
[01:48.98] | We knew we had to disappear, where no one else could find us |
[01:56.12] | A sailing ship would take us from the bay |
[02:03.07] | Its sails would fill with an offshore wind to blind us |
[02:10.68] | We gambled our security the future for the now |
[02:17.74] | Sailed off towards the storm, safety cast aside |
[02:24.80] | We' d gone beyond what reason would allow |
[02:32.14] | But who could tame the tide away and tell it where to go? |
[02:39.32] | Not I. |
[02:46.32] | Not You. |
[02:55.90] | |
[03:51.28] | Reality then brought it to an end |
[03:58.82] | Said the frail old women, shaking underneath her hat |
[04:05.91] | A decent set of values is no friend |
[04:13.31] | It' s reason now that blinds us, please believe |
[04:20.12] | And passion is not willing to be steered |
[04:27.52] | Purity alone won' t fill a ship' s wide sails |
[04:34.92] | Life will sometimes bring what we most feared |
[04:42.07] | And who could ever say when to go or when to stay? |
[04:49.12] | Not you. |
[04:53.27] | Not we |
[05:00.50] | Not I |
[05:04.14] |
[00:29.80] | Once I had a lover in Berlin |
[00:36.48] | Said a frail old woman at a table next to mine |
[00:43.96] | His voice was like an ancient violin |
[00:50.94] | And he spoke to me that voice, that voice |
[00:57.95] | I believe they call it falling for a man |
[01:05.40] | But this falling made me fly, left me soaring over the sky |
[01:10.88] | . |
[01:13.37] | There wasn' t any sense, there was no plan |
[01:19.73] | But who would trade this passion for the safety of dry land? |
[01:27.39] | Not I |
[01:34.09] | Not he. |
[01:41.62] | And we knew we had to travel far away |
[01:48.98] | We knew we had to disappear, where no one else could find us |
[01:56.12] | A sailing ship would take us from the bay |
[02:03.07] | Its sails would fill with an offshore wind to blind us |
[02:10.68] | We gambled our security the future for the now |
[02:17.74] | Sailed off towards the storm, safety cast aside |
[02:24.80] | We' d gone beyond what reason would allow |
[02:32.14] | But who could tame the tide away and tell it where to go? |
[02:39.32] | Not I. |
[02:46.32] | Not You. |
[02:55.90] | |
[03:51.28] | Reality then brought it to an end |
[03:58.82] | Said the frail old women, shaking underneath her hat |
[04:05.91] | A decent set of values is no friend |
[04:13.31] | It' s reason now that blinds us, please believe |
[04:20.12] | And passion is not willing to be steered |
[04:27.52] | Purity alone won' t fill a ship' s wide sails |
[04:34.92] | Life will sometimes bring what we most feared |
[04:42.07] | And who could ever say when to go or when to stay? |
[04:49.12] | Not you. |
[04:53.27] | Not we |
[05:00.50] | Not I |
[05:04.14] |