High was the sea buckthorn on the beach of the Hidensee
Micha, my Micha, and everything was aching
The rabbits looked shyly out of their home
My sorrow unloaded as loudly as this into this blue sky
My naked foot stamped as badly as this on the sand
And I beat your hand off my shoulder
Micha, my Micha, and everything was aching
Do this once again, Micha, and I go!
You forgot the colour film my Michael
Nobody will believe us how beautiful it was
You forgot the colour film, by my soul!
Everything blue and white and green,
And later not true anymore.
Now I sit at your and my home again
And choose the photos for the photo album
Me in this bikini and me at the F.K.K.
Me in the funny mini, landscape is there too, yes,
But how terrible, the tears are rolling hot
Landscape and Nina and everything only black and white
Micha, my Micha, and everything is aching
Do this once again, Micha, and I go!
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