The jade slips 
into her face 
and i let myself dye 
in green light
night light
who would say
a beam that paints a cross.
Green confuses himself
he pretends to be blue
she rises and he sinks
he says the ocean tricks him still.
Color of life
color in my soul 
language is colorful 
but wants to go. 
She wakes differently 
and ruthless 
and in german she chants, 

Grün heißt bunt,
Grün ist grau,
Grün mag Kunst,
Grün ist blau, 
Grün heißt bunt,
Grün ist grau,
Grün mag Kunst,
Grün ist ist blau. 

Stops. 

The beam is cut
she blinks 
I come back to world
she is here.

Single

Grün

I'm just a Ratzzz ... half human being half past five
Key Player and Lover of Elecrtonic Stuff, Jazz & Blues, Funk and Reaggy, Love to collaborate with other People here!!!!!

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Grün

Joes