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• Artiste: Gisbert Zu Knyphausen
• Titre: Teheran Smiles
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It's been the perfect rotten time My mind was colored in a million shades of blue The tear on you make me smile again And it's easy to believe the grieving could end right in sight of you To me the madness of your day sounds like a soothing lullaby And I am smoking the traffic fumes until I am high On my way to meet the boys we will replace the words we lack with melodies An apartment full of noise and laughter Smiling conversations and cups of thick black tea We're dreaming on and on and on of a world that let's us be free It's the becoming of a song And now it's pouring out of our hearts and onto the street In this prison of beats and harmonies We will trap, we will trap, we will trap, we will trap All the sadness, that has brought us to our knees Let it out, let it out, let it out, let it out Of our bodies We left you dancing in the dark alone To sit beneath the giant desert skies Such a funny feeling far from home The joy of the world came to me in the most brilliant disguise And I was tumbling down the stairs into my memories While the night sky's spread out above us much further than our insufficient human minds could reach There's a ceason for everything to come alive We don't know what it means and it feels like a dream We all left reasons to live and not yet die And they build like a storm from the day you were born If a feel is climbing up your mind Let it go, let it go, let it go, let it go Just let it go by, just let it go by, just let it go by...