Die Ruinen vom Görlitzer Park Were cold as a stone in the ground Aber Steine sind eben so stark As the rubble hid under the mound
And your hair was red as the glow Of the fire that fell from the sky And the ruins are covered with snow Just as white as the white of your eye
And the trains of Berlin they run her und hin Through tunnels below in the dark But the station is gone So I’ll wait for you on the ruins of Görlitzer Park
In the garden of frozen desire On the derelict couch we sat down Wie die Stadt hier wir brauchten ein Feuer Um uns aufzuwecken vom Traum
Und du mit den blutigen Haaren Ich seh’ deine Augen sind zu So I’ll be the Wihelmine Baron And you can be the ewiger Jew
And the trains of Berlin they run her und hin Through tunnels below in the dark But the station is gone So I’ll wait for you on the ruins of Görlitzer Park
From the ivy of Grunewald station To the Treptower Soviet blade You’ve built your triumphant narration Out of stones from the Mendelssohn grave
Where the sun is as gold as the names on the ground And the walls grow up over the trees And the tower antenna is haunting the town And the past is a quiet disease.
Where the air is filled up with sparrows When once it was clouded with crows And the Sleepwalker shot his last arrow Then he buried himself with his bow.
Oh my lover, my murderer’s daughter Accomplice to my sins Our city of love and of slaughter Wird immer noch heißen Berlin.
And the trains of Berlin they run her und hin Through tunnels below in the dark But the station is gone So I’ll wait for you on the ruins of Görlitzer Park