Créditos

ARTISTAS INTÉRPRETES
Bernhard Lloyd
Bernhard Lloyd
Teclados
Frank Mertens
Frank Mertens
Teclados
Marian Gold
Marian Gold
Canto
Wolfgang Loos
Wolfgang Loos
Teclados
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
Bernhard Lloyd
Bernhard Lloyd
Autoría
Marian Gold
Marian Gold
Autoría
Frank Mertens
Frank Mertens
Autoría
PRODUCCIÓN E INGENIERÍA
Wolfgang Loos
Wolfgang Loos
Producción
Ullrich Krauss
Ullrich Krauss
Masterización
Colin Pearson
Colin Pearson
Producción
Boris Balin
Boris Balin
Equipo técnico de grabación
Thomas Beck
Thomas Beck
Equipo técnico de grabación

Letra

[Verse 1]
This day's an invitation and it's just for you
You've got a reservation for the seventeenth of June
Open your eyes and let the sun break in for a while
There may be something that you've never seen inside (Never seen it)
[Verse 2]
Feel how your heart beats like a heavy machine
The sound of the traffic is like a, a silent dream
The dust in the park, the exhaust from the cars
Ascends in that heated afternoon, you touch a sweaty body
[Verse 3]
Summer in Berlin, it's alright (It's alright)
But I feel so tired from the lead in the air, and the fire in the skies
Life seemed to be a fault of grace, but it's okay (It gave you a kiss)
In the middle of the crossroads
[Verse 4]
Feel how your heart beats like a heavy machine
The sound of the traffic is like a silent dream
The dust in the park, the exhaust from the cars
Ascends in that dead afternoon, you touch a sweaty body
[Verse 5]
Summer in Berlin, it's alright, it's alright (It's alright)
But I feel so tired from the lead in the air, and the fire in the skies
Life seemed to be a fault of grace, but it's okay (It gave you a kiss)
In the middle of the crossroads
[Verse 6]
Summer in Berlin
Summer in Berlin, ooh it's alright, it's alright
The heat of the sun, which is stored in the pavement, feels so fine
It's alright
Here stands the innocent, and there it comes, oh so wild
That's when you're longing for a summer by the wall (Summer by the wall)
[Verse 7]
Summer in Berlin
Summer in Berlin (Summer in Berlin)
It's alright, it's alright (Summer in Berlin)
The heat of the sun, which is stored in the pavement, feels so fine
(It's a summer in Berlin) It's alright
Here stands the innocent, and there it comes oh so wild
(Summer in Berlin) That's when you're longing for a summer by the wall
It's a summer by the wall
Written by: Bernhard Lloyd, Frank Mertens, Marian Gold
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