Every day that goes by
A new hungry baby starts to cry
Born astride a painful grave
Drowned in hunger's tidal wave
Pick a child that you can save
It'd be the only one
If Africa escapes starvation
Not only food but education
The desert grows with every minute
Trapping everybody in it
All the children look the same
They wonder why they came
But it's hard to tell the poison from the cure
It's harder still to know the reason why, why, why
The only thing I really know for sure
Is that another day, another day's gone by
Every day that goes by
The only thing I really know for sure
Is that another day, another day's gone by, bye,bye
That this too solid flesh
Would melt and resolve into a dew
Suffocating lassitude
Drowning in my platitude
Trapped by insecurities
I'm not the only one
f I survive this dislocation
Have to use my education
Chief of inactivity
Wasted creativity
Distances our revolution
Silence is consent
But it's hard to tell the poison from the cure
It's harder still to know the reason why, why, why
The only thing I really know for sure
Is that another day, another day's gone by
You ll remember me when the westwind moves Upon the fields of Barley You ll forget the sun in his jealous ...
Ich trinke keinen Kaffee ich nehme Tee mein Schatz Ich mag meinen Toast nur auf einer Seite getoas...
Tausend Jahre und noch eintausend mehr Tausend mal tausend Tueren bis zur Ewigkeit Ich koennte tausend L...
Du wirst dich an mich erinnern wenn der Westwind weht ueber die Gerstefelder du wirst die Sonne in ihrem e...
Ne me quitte pas Il faut oublier Tout peut s oublier Qui s enfuit deja Oublier le temps Des malentendus ...
Fragile Sting If blood will flow when flesh and steel are one Drying in the colour of the evening sun Tomorrow s ...
Er gibt die Karten so als w rde er meditieren Und die mit denen er spielt ahnen es nicht Er spielt nich...
I don t drink coffee I take tea my dear I like my toast done on the side And you can hear it in my...
Ich sah heute raus ueber den Fluss Ich sah eine Stadt im Nebel und einen alten Kirchturm wo die Seemoewen s...
Die vielen Gedanken die du dir machst Mein Herz singt wie eine Brise des Aprils auf den Fluegeln de...
