| There are no birds to sing the forbidden song
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| There are no books to tell, where we all come from
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| The old man can tell us of the ancient days
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| We must not listen to him, we must be on our way…
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| Heya Heya Ho, we walk along the Rhine
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| When the rain may fall or when the sun may shine
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| Heya Heya Ho, we leave the death behind
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| To where the air is clean, to where the water is fine
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| We see the ruins of Cologne in a winter night
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| All the gates are closed, no way to get inside
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| The machine-guns bark, as we pass the walls
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| Oh we must leave this place, oh we must hurry on…
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| Heya Heya Ho, we walk along the Rhine
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| When the rain may fall or when the sun may shine
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| Heya Heya Ho, we leave the death behind
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| To where the air is clean, to where the water is fine
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| A little baby’s born, new hope for the world
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| In the days of Nucleus, can we all get well?
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| This is no human being lying in the hay
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| Oh we must leave it here, we must be on our way
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| Heya Heya Ho, we walk along the Rhine
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| When the rain may fall or when the sun may shine
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| Heya Heya Ho, we leave the death behind
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| To where the air is clean, to where the water is fine |