If I got the power
The power to believe
In the flowers
That make me grieve
I will pick up the pieces
Of a body beloved
Once that I dipped into
Your surviving love
The questions occuring
To my desperate mind
Will not make me feel
Sounder or fine
If a man will fall down
Onto his own grave
He will be the digger
Of a slave
Simple, poor people can conquer the world
If they got the chance to get respect for their work
The death of a weak man
Is just a trial of life
To break all the mighty man
With their misunderstanding of time
You say you got the spirit
And if I said: yes
I think you believed in it
More or less
Simple, poor people can
conquer the world
If they got the chance to get respect for their work
For their work (4x)
But the point to discover
Is bloody unknown
Just like a lover
Naked and gone
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music written by Chris Gelbmann & Alex “Lexy” Nefzger // lyrics written by Chris Gelbmann vocals, electric lead guitar, acoustic guitar, mouth organ: Chris Gelbmann // electric rhythm guitar: Marcus Pristernik // drums: Markus Perschon // bass: Manfred “Frede” Fau pink beast of Love-icon: Walter Trübswasser |
