We made up Hollywood movies
Soap operas filled with Sturm und Drang
We've talked ourself sore throats an made plans
Big gestures, all the way
Along the old railroad through the dunes, a
wobbling procession
Like Lari und Fari
Like Stefan and Harry
And so often like father like son
Like Lari und Fari
Like Stefan und Harry
And so often like father and son
A friend I trusted like no other
A scoundrel, there's no second one like him
A searcher, a drifter
And I loved him so much
He once gave me a silly, warm bonnet
One that makes you look like a fool
I forced myself to wear it, just to please him
and we just kept laughing
On long nights we pondered and sang and
emptied many a glass
And in the morning, still drunk
Collapsed
We explained the world to each other
And in the morning, still drunk
Collapsed
We explained the world to each other
What did I say, what did I do
To hurt him so much?
No letter, no message, no telephone calls
And I miss him on many days
Many a day, when I walk through the dunes
I think of him, and he appears out of the fog
There, the dark figure at the end of the road
He makes large gestures! And I run
If it is him, I will recognize him from afar, that's why
I'm not afraid
By my open arms
And the silly, warm
Bonnet and by the way I walk
By my open arms
And the silly bonnet
He will recognize me by the way I walk!