First of all, I'm not bilingual. I've found in the past that making blogs people I actually know read has caused a lot of censure and frustration as I can't say everything how I want it said. So I made this as a sanctuary for myself; take me as you find me. I love comments, so feel free to say whatever. :)
You and I in a little toy shop Buy a bag of balloons with the money we've got Set them free at the break of dawn 'Til one by one they were gone Back at base, bugs in the software Flash the message, something's out there Floating in the summer sky Ninety-nine red balloons go by
Ninety-nine red balloons Floating in the summer sky Panic bells, it's red alert There's something here from somewhere else The war machine springs to life Opens up one eager eye Focusing it on the sky As ninety-nine red balloons go by
Ninety-nine decisions treat Ninety-nine ministers meet To worry, worry, super scurry Call out the troops now in a hurry This is what we've waited for This is it, boys, this is war The President is on the line As ninety-nine red balloons go by
Neunundneunzig Kriegsminister Streichholz und Benzinkanister Hielten sich f�r schlaue Leute Witterten schon fette Beute Riefen: Krieg und wollten Macht Mann, wer h�tte das gedacht? Da� es einmal so weit kommt Wegen neunundneunzig Luftballons Neunundneunzig Luftballons
Ninety-nine dreams I have had And every one a red balloon It's all over, and I'm standing pretty In the dust that was a city I could find a souvenir Just to prove the world was here Here it is, a red balloon I think of you and let it go
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