To Germany with Love
I am an emigree,I write to germanyin foreign words,a tongue of actuality.Hands in grey gloves ,to germany with love.A war between the wars,a war between the wars .
triumph over by gone sorrowcan in unity be wonlet them all persue this purposetill reality is goneI am an unexpected spyfrom the outside of my eyetranslate it firstthen comprehendI'm here indeedbut there i stand
I write to germany,I write to germanyto germany with love,to germany with love
this is the turn of coloursall real, some still unseenthere is no more decisioncause there's too much in betweenlet us build a nightmare nationlearn and work as never yetthat this cold new generationfaith in its own fears beget
here comes the modern rat,here comes the terror squadours is the salt of wisdom,here we come all dressed in blackfrom the ruins risen slowlyto the future turned we standflourish in this blessing gloryflourish german fatherland
I write to germany,I write to germanyall quiet in germany,all quiet in germany