(Verse 1) Where are our glory nights, And the blowing winds of change? We tried some Spanish fun, but nothing is new under the sun, you call and we crash once again into the Berlin Wall. Ich bin ein Berliner, ich bin ein Berliner. (Verse 2) Bishop b5, Knight d6 Looks like an open door, promising for more, Until you realize you are kicking the ball, But there is no goal, no goal at all. (Chorus) Ich bin ein Berliner, ich bin ein Berliner. (Verse 3) We are too weak For these bricks. The Berlin Wall Can’t be cracked With a few tweaks. (Bridge) Und so lang du das nicht hast, Dieses Stirb und Werde, Bist du nur ein trauriger Gast Auf der dunklen Erde. (Verse 4) Where are our glory nights, And the blowing winds of change? Now our days are strange— Full of struggle, full of revenge. Dear Mister Kennedy, please forget about the comedy, doughnuts are sweet, They taste good at first, Until they make you sick. (Chorus) Ich bin ein Berliner, ich bin ein Berliner. Berliner Wertung! (Verse 5) One day, the Titans will fall— But will we hear The final call Before the pieces all reset? (Outro) Berliner Wertung! Where are our glory nights, And the blowing winds of change? We tried some Spanish fun, Bishop b5, Knight d6, We loved the sun But we crashed into the Berlin Wall Once again. The Berlin wall Once again. Ich bin ein Berliner.
