don't go in berlin
it's to dangerous
they will kill you there
tu n'en reviendras pas vivante

si ils avaient gagné la guerre
tu ne serais pas là
tu serais un petit tas d'os
calcinée et noire d'ivoire
vita

we was on the road to S.
we was walking me and my sister N.
hand to hand wyth babouchka
band of ss appear
bigs and with black boots
i'm afraid
hands to hands are cold from fear
when you have cold hands it
's mean that nobody love's you
our worst ennemy
our worst ennemy
they give us chocolate

et pour Noel moi à ton age
je recevais une orange

une table ronde
my skull is turning
around
...