Testo Those Were The Days (Revisited)

there is a lnadscape in my head i sometimes travel but this is strictly after dark beyond the barricades and trenches there stands the factory hand me the costum of the sad acrobat and he says: son, this is the bread i break for you but do not touch it and he says: son, this is the wine i pour for you but do not drink it dein aschenes haar, sulamith and he says: son, this is the bread i break for you son, this is the wine i pour for you but do not drink it, don't drink at all.. there is a stranger on the shore i sometimes travel but this is strictly in my dreams he feeds the seagulls in the winds with ashes and as he speaks he's got my father's voice and he says: son, here is some bread i broke for you son, here is some wine.. those were the days, my friend dein aschenes haar, sulamith der tod ist ein meister aus deutschland