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Da dies so ist, legt der Galeriebesucher

Das gesicht auf die Brüstung

Und im Schlußmarsch in einem

Schweren Traum versinkend weint er…

The dream flew down

Down from heaven’s patience

To hope with us for miracles

Exorcise our strong beliefs

Give motives to our murders

And steal with us our miracles

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We’re in a daze of glory

And smiling bravely through our tears

In our gleaming eyes we feel now

From what we were distracted

And start to change our miracles

Where are the suns

The violent storms we pray for

We all are out there

As we embrace our exile

We all are statues

And cannot turn to stone

We all are out there

Our little islands we call home

We are the suns

The violent storms we pray for

We all are out there

As we embrace our exile

Relieve our minds

Carry on to save our angels

As we indulge our glowing pride

Create our lives

Direct us all again to paradise

And let us sleep in cooling winds

In our closing eyes we see now

From what we were rejected

And start to dream of miracles

…im Schlußmarsch in einem schweren Traum versinkend

Weint er ohne es zu wissen