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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Armin Sabol
Armin Sabol
Guitar
Pierre Schilling
Pierre Schilling
Vocals
Rolf Kersting
Rolf Kersting
Bass
Reinhard Dicky Tarrach
Reinhard Dicky Tarrach
Drums
Frank Oberpichler
Frank Oberpichler
Keyboards
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Peter Schilling
Peter Schilling
Lyrics
Armin Sabol
Armin Sabol
Composer
Matthew Garey
Matthew Garey
Lyrics
Pierre Schilling
Pierre Schilling
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Armin Sabol
Armin Sabol
Producer
Pierre Schilling
Pierre Schilling
Producer
Joe Arlotta
Joe Arlotta
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Andy Kaufhold
Andy Kaufhold
Mastering Engineer
Jaspa Jones
Jaspa Jones
Mastering Engineer
Piet Blank
Piet Blank
Mastering Engineer
John Morales
John Morales
Mixing Engineer
Sergio Munzibai
Sergio Munzibai
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Listen, can't you hear your crying heart? My friend, oh I can see you're torn apart I look to you thinking of you tonight Old ghosts, haunt you and they won't let go They know, the city can take time to grow What's done is done but you are still young, Berlin Tell me, what will be your final role? It seems either side would sell your soul It's such a high cost when dreams get lost In Berlin, city of night You sleep between the East and West Along the left and right Broken, kept from the light You close your eyes and everything Remains in black and white Berlin, when will you fight The mind that draws the border No one crosses in the city of night Strange times were to have thought make a whole You'll find some old wounds cannot be closed But I look to you, thinking of you Oh Berlin, city of night You sleep between the East and West Along the left and right Broken, kept from the light You close your eyes and everything Remains in black and white Berlin, when will you fight The mind that draws the border No one crosses in the city of night Today, in the world of freedom The proudest boast is "Ich bin ein Berliner" Berlin, city of night You sleep between the East and West Along the left and right Broken, kept from the light You close your eyes and everything Remains in black and white Berlin, when will you fight The mind that draws the border No one crosses in the city of Berlin, city of night You sleep between the East and West Along the left and right Broken, kept from the light You close your eyes and everything Remains in black and white Berlin, when will you fight The mind that draws the border No one crosses in the city of night
Writer(s): Armin Sabol, Pierre Schilling, Matthew Garey Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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