Nina Hagen - Born to Die in Berlin Превод текста

Born to Die in Berlin

Junkies, whores and pimps
Devils around my bed
There is no choice and no difference
And no one seems to notice
 
Sometimes I feel like screaming
Sometimes I feel like I just can't win
Sometimes I feel like I was born
To die in your arm in Berlin
 
Intoxicated by the orchids
Abandoned in the garden
Demanding morphine for communion
Because my soul was burning
 
Sometimes I feel like screaming
Sometimes I feel like I just can't win
Sometimes I feel like I was born
To die in your arm in Berlin
 
Stranded in the sweet windings
Breathing the pale moon silver
Tasting the last drops of life
From a sweet transvestite's lips
 
Sometimes I feel like screaming
Sometimes I feel like I just can't win
Sometimes I feel like I was born
To die in your arm in Berlin
 



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