Beirut Bandenburg
Send me now, the winter's over
Life turns sour and we are older
The love we've had will turn all over
The gold went south and we are older
On the one tightrope you waltz now
On a night like this you all turn around
no but I, I won't have you anymore
no and I, I can't have you anymore
And some days we're all alone on the banks of the Rhine
And some days all we had was our barrels of wine
The salt in the sea brings us near, shows us what's to find
And some days we're all alone on the banks of the Rhine
