Spieluhr (v.anglaise) de Rammstein

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Paroles Spieluhr (v.anglaise) de Rammstein

A small human only pretends to die
It wanted to be completely alone
The small heart stood still for hours
So they decided it was dead
It is being buried in wet sand
With a music box in its hand
The first snow covers the grave
It woke the child very softly
In a cold winter night
The small heart is awakened
As the frost flew into the child
It wound up the music box
A melody in the wind
And the child sings from the ground
Up and down, rider
And no angel climbs down
My heart does not beat anymore
Only the rain cries on the grave
Up and down, rider
A melody in the wind
My heart does not beat anymore
The cold moon, in full magnificence
It hears the cries in the night
Only the rain cries on the grave
Between hard oak boards
It will play with the music box
A melody in the wind
And the child sings from the ground
Up and down, rider
And no angel climbs down
My heart does not beat anymore
Up and down, rider
A melody in the wind
My heart does not beat anymore
And the child sings from the ground
Up and down, rider
My heart does not beat anymore
On Totensonntag they heard
This melody from god's field
Then they unearthed it
They saved the small heart in the child
Up and down, rider
A melody in the wind
My heart does not beat anymore
And the child sings from the ground
Up and down, rider
And no angel climbs down
It hears the cries in the night
Only the rain cries on the grave

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