It was the Berlin of pink and blue nights
that danced in brown and iron's days ,
Berlin ,cabaret smoke and street fights
whirling theater of wild grass ,
Alexanderplatz dancing the charleston ...
Berlin vintage ,good old age ,makes me dream
of better times, champagne for everyone !
four souls of jazz under a stormy sky ...
Berlin on stage makes its cinema !
''Les beaux esprits '' Taking a drink at the Roman café
while the tiger invites itself to the pink rabbit tea party...
At the entrance of his bookshop ,the little jew has fun...
Berlin ,Prussian house of cards and liying polka face,
humiliation, cynicism and desillusions ...
Have you taken your membership cross ?
Berlin ,green and fire masks ,
where dogs rummage through memory garbage cans,
cabarets are closed until the next milenium !
In the little jew bookshop the cossacks warm themselves
in a flamenco talmudic erased melody ...
Berlin shivers ,dreaming of a mantle of walls
to give expression to its coldness ...
The imperial eagle to long caged
makes its hard complaint heard ,
while in Charlottenburg a genderless clown
calls the devotees to the prayer...
Welcome to the cabaret !