
Date of issue: 26.10.2017
Song language: English
Teheran Smiles |
It’s been the perfect rotten time |
My mind was colored in a million shades of blue |
Teheran, you make me smile again |
And it’s easy to believe the grieving could end right in sight of you |
To me the madness of your day sounds like a soothing lullaby |
And I am smoking the traffic fumes until I am high |
On my way to meet the boys we will replace the words we lack with melodies |
An apartment full of noise and laughter |
Smiling conversations and cups of thick black tea |
We’re dreaming on and on and on of a world that let’s us be free |
It’s the becoming of a song |
And now it’s pouring out of our hearts and onto the street |
In this prison of beats and harmonies |
We will trap, we will trap, we will trap, we will trap |
All the sadness, that has brought us to our knees |
Let it out, let it out, let it out, let it out |
Of our bodies |
We left you dancing in the dark alone |
To sit beneath the giant desert skies |
Such a funny feeling far from home |
The joy of the world came to me in the most brilliant disguise |
And I was tumbling down the stairs into my memories |
While the night sky’s spread out above us much further than our insufficient |
human minds could reach |
There’s a ceason for everything to come alive |
We don’t know what it means and it feels like a dream |
We all left reasons to live and not yet die |
And they build like a storm from the day you were born |
If a feel is climbing up your mind |
Let it go, let it go, let it go, let it go |
Just let it go by, just let it go by, just let it go by… |