Letra de West Germany
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Has it been 40 years?
Still a hostage
New kind of fascist
Still a hostage
New kind of fascist
There in West Germany
The people are battlefields
East and west
The lines are drawn
How are you to live?
Fear of death is so close
Crimes on our heads
Are we ignorant, blind?
Afraid to swallow our pride
The people are battlefields
East and west
The lines are drawn
How are you to live?
Fear of death is so close
Crimes on our heads
Are we ignorant, blind?
Afraid to swallow our pride
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