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We walked the streets of Berlin as a morning broke
Captivated you turned and you softly swung
You invokes me to run away with you
Close your eyes and dream a dreams of our escape
Go to the cathedral but, please, don't be late
I'll be waiting there or disapear somewhere

Offside of streets are crawling
A cross against the fear
I'll hold you in the morning
Far away from here

Throw your arms around me and
(...)
A cross the local square
I'll run away with you
(...)

Offside of streets are crawling
A cross against the fear
I'll hold you in the morning
Far away from here

Offside of streets are crawling
A cross against the fear
I'll hold you in the morning
Far away from here

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