viernes, 23 de abril de 2010

Kreuzberg, by Bloc Party

There is a wall that runs right through me
Just like the city, I will never be joined -
What is this love? Why can I never hold it?
Did it really run out in the strangers' bedrooms?
I have decided - At twenty-five - Something must change

Saturday night in East Berlin
We took the U-Bahn to the East Side Gallery

I was sure I'd found love with this one lying with me
 Crying again in the old Bahnhof

I have decided - At twenty-five - That something must change

After sex, the bitter taste
 Been fooled again, the search continues
Concerned mothers of the west - Teach your sons how to truly love

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