| My birthplace would be hard to find
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| It changed so many times
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| I’m not sure where it belongs
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| But they tell me the Baltic coast is full of amber
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| And the land was green
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| Before the tanks came
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| One day I learned just how it used to be
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| The devils' curse brought the whole world to it’s knees
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| And it was «Hey you, keep your head down
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| Don’t look around, please don’t make a sound
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| If they should find you now
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| The Man will shoot you down»
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| It’s a mighty long way out of the darkness
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| To where the sun is free to shine
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| Oh! |
| The truck came by to put us in the back
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| And left us where the railroad tracks cross the line
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| Then the border guide took us by the hand
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| And led us thru the hole into the promise land beyond
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| And I can hear him now
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| Whispering soft and low
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| «When you get to the other side
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| Just run like hell»
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| I thought I had a quiet place
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| Where I could learn how to catch my childhood dreams
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| But on my left and to my right they keep on shouting
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| While I’m just stuck here in between
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| Lord! |
| I’m tried of running and I don’t believe I can
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| I can hear them calling time and time again
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| And it’s «Hey you, keep your head down
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| Don’t look around, please, don’t make a sound
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| If they should find you now
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| The Man will shoot you down» |