Our lark,
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you fly high.
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Maybe you'll give me the answer in my affliction?
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Our lark,
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up in heaven
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fly even higher, that you may see beyond the sea
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and tell me:
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How is he at home today?
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Then if the weir is still buzzing there?
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Then, if a flock of geese rises,
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my white geese when a dog barks at them?
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How is he at home today,
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when the fog lies in the heather
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and when an accordion comes to us from the village
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and when they echo above the wild water carried into the woods?
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Ask the water what the water knows,
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ask the heather what the heather knows.
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A cloud of white, black forest will answer you.
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How is he at home today, how is he today?
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Playing with the devil (with J. Korn)
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H: As the moon sets behind the cloud,
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a shadow falls on your face,
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superstition strikes me.
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The devil is watching himself,
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that he makes fun of us
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that he will jump on us
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from your eyes.
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J: If I were afraid
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so I would stand by
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from you on.
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Don't you know
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that when you're closer
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are we short?
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All devils know
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why, I'm here and I don't know who,
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why i care so much about you
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why aren't I afraid of you anymore?
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I will be afraid
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and how crazy to laugh
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let the devil jump out
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from your eyes.
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Both: When we started
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play with the devil
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you must not be afraid
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we have to finish the game with the devil
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Who doesn't like it (with J. Korn., L. Hermanová and M. Rottrová)
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All: Supposedly who doesn't like
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he is said to be unlucky.
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He who doesn't like
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it's like a fence without poles,
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L: how without an ear pitcher,
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how to foamless beer.
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All: What beauty costs
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and everything gets wet,
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who does not like.
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J: If you were Eva
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and if i were a snake
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you'd be surprised
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how would
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how would
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Adam didn't like me.
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L: Only the one who likes
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that card falls.
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M: Just the one who likes
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I just like it.
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H: You Universe are mine
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and you are my Einstein.
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All: People are people
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and he sees in people only
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who likes. |