Berlin - Bird Call

If miles were only those of ants

And months could tick like seconds

It wouldn’t be that easy for me

You wouldn’t feel the rapture

You wouldn’t hear the battles

Awoken, exploding in your heart

That’s why I’m leaving

I’m leaving

Yes, I’m leaving

Berlin

The daunting cold winter

decided this for me

It built the piles of snow between hearts

But all of it determindly

Will melt down from the sun

That will shine on long after the war

That’s why I’m leaving

I’m leaving

Oh yes, I’m leaving

Yes, I’m leaving

Yes, I’m leaving

Berlin

If miles were only those of ants

And months could tick like seconds

Well then it wouldn’t be that easy for me