Hasse, hasse, hasse, hasse White snow turning to slush A festival of brown in the city of my crush If you walk around, you can step inside Köthner straße achtunddreißig Oh berlin Who could think they would find you by just looking Oh berlin How many of us hide in you Oh berlin To think I could know you by your name To stare and not be stared To look and not be seen To feel new feelings Rather than understand where you've just been Fame, huh Oh berlin Who could they would find you by just looking Oh berlin When you flap your angel wings Oh berlin To think that I could know you by your name Chasing the ghosts of our heroes Lou reed, david bowie, iggy, wim wenders, rilke To change location rather than change yourself To ask for directions rather than ask for help To remain always a true friend Oh berlin Who could think they would find you by just looking Oh berlin When you flap your angel wings Oh berlin To think that I could know you by your name Who, if I cried out, would hear me among the angelic orders And even if one to suddenly take me to its heart I would vanish into its stronger existence For beauty is nothing but the beginning of terror That we are still able to bear and we revere it so Because it calmly disdains to destroy us Every angel is terror Every angel is terror Oh berlin Every angel is terror Every angel is terror Who would think they could find you by just looking Every angel is terror Every angel is terror Oh berlin How many of us hide in you Oh berlin To think that I could know you by a single name