To Germany With Love

Alphaville

i am an emigree,

i write to germany

in foreign words,

a tongue of actuality

hands in grey gloves

to germany with love

a war between the wars

a war between the wars

triumph over by

gone sorrow

can in unity be won

let them all persue this purpose

till reality is gone

i am an unexpected spy

from the outside of my eye

translate it first

then comprehend

i'm here indeed

but there i stand

i write to germany,

i write to germany

to germany with love,

to germany with love

this is the turn of colours

all real, some still unseen

there is no more decision

cause there's too much in between

let us build a nightmare nation

learn and work as never yet

that this cold new generation

faith in its own fears beget

here comes the modern rat,

here comes the terror squad

ours is the salt of wisdom,

here we come all dressed in black

from the ruins risen slowly

to the future turned we stand

flourish in this blessing glory

flourish german fatherland

i write to germany,

i write to germany

all quiet in germany,

all quiet in germany