
Lass uns gehen (aus ”Sing meinen Song, Vol. 5") Rea Garvey
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Hello, hello
Can you hear my heart racing?
And my eyes tell the story of a man who's in love
I’ve never been lost in the arms of an angel
And pride is the smile of no one what was
Raised in a small town closest to nowhere
I kissed [?] and slipped from her side
Now we are bound and the road lays before us
No one can hold us, I'll remember your words
Lass uns hier raus
Hinter Hamburg, Berlin oder Köln
Hört der Regen auf, Straßen zu füllen
Hör'n wir endlich mal wieder
Das Meer und die Wellen
Lass uns gehen
Lass uns gehen
Lass uns gehen
We are alive
When no one can find us
When we cover in darkness
And [?] the skies
[?]
Losing my reason
No one can carry with a hole in my heart
If the world tries to find us
We’ll hide in each other
No hopes, no [?], no rope stick [?]
We are our own masters, our [?] are freedom
I still hear the sounds of your words
Can you hear my heart racing?
And my eyes tell the story of a man who's in love
I’ve never been lost in the arms of an angel
And pride is the smile of no one what was
Raised in a small town closest to nowhere
I kissed [?] and slipped from her side
Now we are bound and the road lays before us
No one can hold us, I'll remember your words
Lass uns hier raus
Hinter Hamburg, Berlin oder Köln
Hört der Regen auf, Straßen zu füllen
Hör'n wir endlich mal wieder
Das Meer und die Wellen
Lass uns gehen
Lass uns gehen
Lass uns gehen
We are alive
When no one can find us
When we cover in darkness
And [?] the skies
[?]
Losing my reason
No one can carry with a hole in my heart
If the world tries to find us
We’ll hide in each other
No hopes, no [?], no rope stick [?]
We are our own masters, our [?] are freedom
I still hear the sounds of your words
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