Marlène

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English translation

Marlène leaves at nightfall,
she’s out all alone tonight.
Walking the length of the vanished streets,
her rouge wipes off on the walls.

She stops at that corner over there,
at the BAR DER WILDEN KERLE
to see if she can find a guy who will lose his heart to her.

Come with me, come back to my place,
I’ll tell you where to go…

Come with me, come back to my place,
they’re dancing tango, java and waltz into the small hours…

Marlène! You turn the heads of those
in search of desire and those in search of pleasure,
you dance tango, java and waltz until you’re out of your mind!

You turn the heads of those in search
of desire and those in search of pleasure,
you dance tango, java and waltz until you’re out of your mind!

Marlène leaves, the day breaks,
she walks the streets all alone.
The ones she once met are now all in heaven.
Her hands are filthy, her eyes are bursting,
her rouge wipes off on the walls,
but inside her heart no one can see the blackness of her desire.

Come with me, come back to my place,
I’ll tell you where to go…
Come with me, come back to my place,
they’re dancing tango, java and waltz into the small hours…

Marlène! You turn the heads of those
in search of desire and those in search of pleasure,
you dance tango, java and waltz until you’re out of your mind!

You turn the heads of those
in search of desire and those in search of pleasure,
you dance tango, java and waltz until you’re out of your mind!

You turn the heads of those
in search of desire and those in search of pleasure,
you dance tango, java and waltz until you’re out of your mind!

You’re losing your head, losing your soul,
you’re dancing, you’re delirious…
Down inside you no one can see the blackness of your desire.

© 17 Hippies, Hipster-Records 2002
M: Max Manila (Christopher), T: Max Manila (Kiki)
Album: Sirba