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My father and all his tobacco loved you,
I love you too in all your forms,
the slim and lovely virgin floating among German beer,
the mean governess of the huge pink maps,
the solitary mourner of a prince.

Queen Victoria,
I am cold and rainy,
I am dirty as a glass roof in a train station,
I feel like an empty cast iron exhibition,
I want ornaments on everything,
because my love, she gone with other boys.

Queen Victoria,
do you have a punishment under the white lace,
will you be short with her, will you make her read those little Bibles,
will you spank her with a mechanical corset.
I want her pure as power, I want her skin slightly musty with petticoats
will you wash the easy bidet out of her head?

Queen Victoria,
I m not much nourished by modern love,
will you come into my life
with your sorrow and your black carriages,
And your perfect
memories.

Queen Victoria,
the Twentieth Century belongs to you and me.
Let us be two severe giants not less lonely for our partnership,
who discolour test tubes in the halls of Science,
who turn up unwelcome at every World s Fair,
heavy with proverbs and corrections,
confusing the star-dazed tourists
with our incomparable sense of loss.

Ich weiss, du hast diese Worte
Schon hundertmal gehört
Und du bist verletzt worden
Sodass dein Herz
Seine Türe verschloss
Die Liebe hat dir dein Herz gebrochen
Und dir nur Lügen gebracht
Schau mir in die Augen
Du siehst eine Liebe, die...

Dawno temu urzędnicy, nie pytając się nikogo,
wpisali do dowodu mi polską narodowość,
ale ja wcale nie czuję się Polakiem,
jestem Żydem, jestem Romem, jestem całym światem.

Jestem całkowicie biały, tak jak moja mama,
lecz moja narodowość jest nieznana.
Moja narodowość jest nieznana.
Moja narodowość jest nieznana.

Twoje miejsce urodzenia nie ma żadnego znaczenia
i sprawa pochodzenia też tu...

Today I saw somebody
Who looked just like you
He walked like you do
I thought it was you

As he turned the corner
I called out your name
I felt so ashamed
Cause it wasn t you
Wasn t...

Hear the whistle blow far off
In the still night without stars
See the tracks laid flat with a hammer s might
They re the spike driver s scars
They re the spike driver s scars

By the railroad ties there a hammer lies it s all painted in red
It s all painted in...

There s an orchestra of orcas, all of em whaling away.
Choruses of porpoises echoing down the bay.
There s a great big seal of approval,
Flocks of penguins at play.
Squeaking and gabbing and shrieking and babbling,
They ve got so much to say.

We re all singing the same sweet song.
Some sing treble...