A small human only pretends to die
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it wanted to be completely alone
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the small heart stood still for hours
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so they decided it was dead
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it is being buried in wet sand
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with a music box in its hand
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The first snow covers the grave
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it woke the child very softly
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in a cold winter night
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the small heart is awakened
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As the frost flew into the child
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it wound up the music box
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a melody in the wind
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and the child sings from the ground
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(Up and down, rider)
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and no angel climbs down
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(my heart does not beat anymore)
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only the rain cries on the grave
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(up and down, rider)
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a melody in the wind
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(my heart does not beat anymore)
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and the child sings from the ground
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The cold moon, in full magnificence
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it hears the cries in the night
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and no angel climbs down
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only the rain cries on the grave
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Between hard oak boards
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it will play with the music box
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a melody in the wind
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and the child sings from the ground
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(Up and down, rider)
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and no angel climbs down
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(my heart does not beat anymore)
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only the rain cries on the grave
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(up and down, rider)
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a melody in the wind
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(my heart does not beat anymore)
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and the child sings from the ground
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(Up and down, rider)
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my heart does not beat anymore
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On Totensonntag(Sunday of the Dead) they heard
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this melody from god's field
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then they unearthed it
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they saved the small heart in the child
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(Up and down, rider)
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a melody in the wind
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(my heart does not beat anymore)
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and the child sings on the ground
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(up and down, rider)
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and no angel climbs down
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(my heart does not beat anymore)
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only the rain cries on the grave
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Spieluhr - Translation
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| Rammstein |
