歌詞
Look at the place of mine behind the curb
Through the layers found in earthen drift, indeed that is you
And with you, your mother screams, "I am mother"
Woman screams, "I am fertile," and her father can't yell
Rain direction down with stony mind
Created fill the empty river
And you keep remembering mother screaming, "I am mother"
Woman screaming, "I am fertile," and her father
He hasn't been born yet, he hasn't been born yet
All has been forgotten
And the plastic turns to rotten rays and smells
While pointing to the deathly beautiful
Mother, there, in pain, creating
Woman who just lies there waiting, and the father
He hasn't been born yet, he hasn't been born yet
You may drift there if you want to
Luggage fits inside your pocket like a bill
And keep remembering, mother screaming, lost her way
Woman screaming, she won't stay
And her father hasn't been born yet
All has been forgotten
And the plastic turns to rotten rays and smells
While pointing to the deathly beautiful
Mother, who, in pain, creating
Woman who just lies there waiting, and her father
He hasn't been born yet, he hasn't been born yet
He hasn't been born yet, he hasn't been born yet
He hasn't been born yet
All has been forgotten
And the plastic turns to rotten rays and smells
While pointing to the deathly beautiful
Mother, who, in pain, creating
Woman who just lies there waiting, and her father
He hasn't been born yet, he hasn't been born
He hasn't been born, he hasn't been born yet
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All has been forgotten
And the plastic turns to rotten rays and smells
While pointing to the deathly beautiful
Mother, who, in pain, creating
Woman who just lies there waiting
And the father, he hasn't been born yet
Written by: Holger Czukay, Irmin Schmidt, Jaki Liebezeit, Malcolm Mooney, Michael Karoli
