Kater ahoi! Und dazu Lieder zum Schiffe versenken. Wie in Monte Carlo.
The keeper of the lighthouse is sleeping so we creep upstairs to play with his beam Making ships stray from their courses intended by highlighting rocks and the shallows between them And the smashing of hulls in the night seemed to have no consequence at all like the action in dreams
In the morning gulls pick over jetsam and junk over flotsam but feeling no guilt for their screams While we spent three quarters of our time apologizing for the quarter of the time that we're thoughtless and thoughtless and mean..
Sink one in your drink!
Kater ahoi!
AntwortenLöschenUnd dazu Lieder zum Schiffe versenken. Wie in Monte Carlo.
The keeper of the lighthouse is sleeping so we creep upstairs to play with his beam
Making ships stray from their courses intended by highlighting rocks and the shallows between them
And the smashing of hulls in the night seemed to have no consequence at all like the action in dreams
In the morning gulls pick over jetsam and junk over flotsam but feeling no guilt for their screams
While we spent three quarters of our time apologizing for the quarter of the time that we're thoughtless and thoughtless and mean..
Ah, ein wundervoller Song. Du kennst ihn vermutlich komplett auswendig, by heart, Wermut.
AntwortenLöschenThat's the sun in Monte Carlo-