Einsturzende Neubauten Sabrina
It s not the red of the dying sun The morning sheets surprising stain It s not the red of which we bleed The red of cabernet sauvignon A world of ruby all in vain It s not that red It s not that red It s not that red It s not that red It s not as golden as Zeus famous shower It doesn t not at all, сome from above It s indeed open but it doesn t get stolen It s not that gold It s not as golden as memory Or the age of the same name It s not that gold It s not that gold It s not that gold It s not gold at all I wish that would be your color I wish this would be your color I wish this would be your color Your color, I wish It is as black as Malevitch s square The cold furnace in which we stare A high pitch on a future scale It is a starless winternight s tale It suits you well It is that black I wish this would be your color I wish this would be your color I wish this would be your color Your color, I wish Grey Lenses
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