"Vivimos al borde del sentido."

4.03.2016

Let me.

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Let me go back to Berlin,
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to a cozy flat in Friedrichshain,
play my ukulele at 'Matilda',
to drink the fuck out of my brain and pass out on a bench of a big green park.

Let me have a friend there,
to show me around,
 to comfort me when I feel alone, to hug me when I'm missing home,
to love me when I don't,
to push me when I'm not strong enough.

Let me study, let me have a job,
let me live from my hands, from my sweat
and my love.

Let me make my dreams come true.

Let me go back to Berlin,
to a cozy flat in Friedrichshain,
play my ukulele at 'Matilda',
to drink the fuck out of my brain and pass out on a bench of a big green park. 

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