Текст песни Сломанный воздух - Небо над Берлином

Dark gray glass tell
What concrete homes anyway.
What's inside them so empty and cold,
That there is no one inside them.
Raindrops running down on the roofs,
Drop down and run down her cheeks.
In this world, no one can hear,
And you cry quieter and quieter.

The sky over Berlin as a film in the crystal.
Fragments of tears down the runway.
The chassis will publish the last gasp before the flight.
And ever forgiven me Tempelhof.

When the city descends autumn,
Leaden sky compresses vise
He does not care who gets dropped,
He do not care about the deadly boredom.
Raindrops running down on the roofs,
Drop down and run down her cheeks.
In this world, no one can hear,
And you cry quieter and quieter.