Asphaltnacht

Useful Servants (Live)

Surrender to the Joy

A Shot Of Air

Red Scares Me

All The Way To Peking

Beaujolais and Sufferings

German Version

BERLIN 1987

(Ein Mädchen kannte keine Grenzen
Sie nannten sie Alex)

Die Schwerkraft int'ressiert sie nicht ein Stück
Schritt für Schritt zieht sie sich (von) mir zurück

Höhere Sphären erblicken
als der Fernsehturm sie sähe
Ich habe nicht die Kraft zu wiedersteh'n

Freiheit ist die Flagge, die ich schwing'
Ich weiß nicht, was die Ehrlichkeit bedingt

Ein Traum ist was ich brauch',
ein Stück von mir zurückzuhalten,
jemand, der mich nicht so schnell verlässt

Sie sagt:
Hast du keine Angst vor deinen Träumen?

Sie scheint nicht zu bemerken, was geschieht
Ob richtig oder falsch ist für sie einerlei

Alles was sie weiß
Überall, wohin sie geht
Sie sucht sich ein Versteck bevor du zu nah kommst

übersetzt von Eva Hieber

Berlin 1987 (Alex)

From the Album "Sweet Dancer" 2005

Original Lyrics by Victoria Spivey, music by 3tetons

Xmas Morning Blues

Even if I was a sailor
I wouldn’t be so far from home
Nor if I was a rover
With an endlessly wide world to roam
 
And the radio plays a xmas song
An old friend once wrote for me
Where a stumbling wooden marimba
Plays under a xmas tree
 
And I won’t be back for Christmas
These words it’s hard to say
It will be just another lonely day
 
And even the ship may return
And an endless road may end
And ice and snow could melt again
But a broken heart is hard to mend
 
And I won’t be back for Christmas
That’s all I have to say
It will be just another lonely day


I Won't Be Back (for Christmas) (Demo)

My Stolen Freedom

It enters quietly in our homes, It does not need to search, 
To ransack, to break doors and windows down
We are the ones who deliver it. We have no other options
It doesn’t get dirty hands nor even a guilty conscience.

I worked so hard all summer long. I didn’t spend a cent 
I didn’t use the car, I didn’t buy a thing 
a little treasure I saved and I was trying to keep 
but I always have that feeling, someone could take it away from me

The state steals my freedom. My freedom, my freedom
The state steals my freedom. And all of my rights

The most beautiful dress should have been my gift 
Just to see you even more stunning and a bit proud of me. 
But suddenly this morning without making any sound 
the state took my freedom, and I never felt so down

On a sunny autumn morning I lost my liberty.
I have withdrawn it myself from the hiding which 
I carefully sought and I handed it to those thieves.
But at least real thieves have some courage and some skills, 

The state commit the same crime sitting there at ease, 
scribbling senseless motivations, penalties and fees, 
denying us the means to survive and keep on dreaming
of a heartfelt gift or what could make a life worth living

3tetons

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