Klaus Hoffmann - Berlin (1978)

My conversation, my songs,
my hatred and my happiness,
my day, my night, my forward, my backward,
my sun and shadows, doubts that I have;
in you and in me until the last day.
Your streets where I flee, stumble and fall,
your warmth I need, hat I feel everywhere.
Don't sell yourself, Berlin,
young you are not,
you age so fast, carry too much,
the suitor's money is tearing you down.
They will leave, watch you die,
Berlin, my love Berlin.
Your dark corners, you countless courtyards,
where the filth and poverty barks for change,
your highs in the morning
smell of hashish and beer,
and snot left falls careless onto your streets.
Your markets, the women, their calmness, their slyness
and sometimes a joke, which hits me in the stomach.
Don't sell yourself, Berlin,
young you are not,
you age so fast, carry too much,
the suitor's money is tearing you down.
They will leave, watch you die,
Berlin, my love Berlin.
Your houses with corridors,
where one beats, where one laughs,
where when it's dark, new tenants are created.
Your rooms where sleep comes reluctantly,
because there is not enough air to breathe,
where the Grim Reaper lives.
But where you experience freedom in this great city,
although it restricts and squeezes and has many walls.
Don't sell yourself, Berlin,
young you are not,
you age so fast, carry too much,
the suitor's money is tearing you down.
They will leave, watch you die,
Berlin, my love Berlin.
My conversation, my songs,
my hatred and my happiness,
my day, my night, my forward, my backward,
Your half-dead train station where I stand among those
who tomorrow, tomorrow already, will go to better places.
Where I want to leave you,
again and again, and still,
I'll manage one day
one day I will go.
Don't sell yourself, Berlin,
young you are not,
you age so fast, carry too much,
the suitor's money is tearing you down.
They will leave, watch you die,
Berlin, my love Berlin.

[@andreaesmeraldahernandezag6752]

I'm here thanks to Warum Nicht? (DW's course) as many of others who have commented here xD

[@EduardoAndradeGuerra]

"Das ist ein lied von Klaus Hoffmann"

[@doriswang532]

I first heard this song from and like it immediately

[@urmel9697]

DAS war Berlin❤❤❤❤

[@NunesPensador]

Deutsche, warum nicht? haha :D

[@alves6465]

Das ist ein lied, von Klaus hoffmann :)

[@layth3953]

11 years ago I started to learn German and I started learning with this lovely song. I really love it.

[@YOUSU4K]

Ich bin hier wegen Warum Nicht! =D

[@satarupasen8626]

I have recently started learning german language. I am an Indian and I totally love this "lied von Klaus Hoffmann"

[@heribertoerickkarenina4119]

Es ist gut.

[@salmahossam7]

Das ist ein Lied von Klaus Hoffmann ❤️

[@maxcady6915]

I love the fact that I'm here because of Deutsch Warum Nicht, just like everybody else.

[@bsfaria]

"Das ist ein lied von Klaus Hoffmann".

[@urmel9697]

Mein Held...diese Lieder hab ich mit 25 gehört. Heute bin ich 60.… Danke

[@asdfghjkl12345181]

Vielen Dank DW

[@stefanysoares385]

Mein gespräch, meine lieder

[@saskia959]

Ich höre dieses lied in 2021 und es bewegt mich immer noch so sehr....Das Berlin von damals, fuer mich! Es ist nicht mehr mein Berlin, es hat sich verkauft oder was auch immer,

[@sergeisergei1606]

Классная песня .

[@urmel9697]

Hört Euch Mal den "König der Kinder" an...Ich habe die Zeit noch erlebt, als Leierkastenspieler auf den Hinterhöfen spielten und wir Ihnen Geld zuwarfen..was für eine schöne Zeit! Aussenclo im Treppenhaus, Kohleofen, Duschkabine in der Küche, Miete 150 Mark... Uns ging's so gut damals:)))

[@susannehoff5687]

Mein berlin so ein schönes Liebeslied für dich ❤😊