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With full speed from Warszawa to Berlin: After we heard the hymn on the Polish capital yesterday, today we present you the musical goodie of a born-and-bred “Berliner” – Peter Fox. In our first musical advent calendar in 2009 he placed fourth.
House by the lake
Here’s where I was born, walking down the streets
know the faces, every house and every shop
I got to get out, I know every pigeon by name
thumb out, I wait for a nifty woman with a fast car
the sun glares, eveything flies past
and the world behind is shrinking slowly
but the world ahead of me was made for me
I know she’s waiting and I come for her
the day is on my side, the wind is at my back
a female choir at the side of the road, singing for me
I lean back and look in the deep blue
close my eyes and walk straight ahead
chorus:
and at the end of the road there’s a house by the lake
leaves of an orange tree lie on the path
I have 20 children, my wife looks good
everyone comes to visit me, I don’t have to go out
I seek a new territory, with unknown streets
faces only of strangers, where no one knows my name
winning all in a game with marked cards
loosing everything, God has a tough left sidewinder
I dig for treasures in snow and sand
and women steal all of my brains
but one day I’ll have luck
and return with bags full of gold
I’ll invite all old friends and relatives
and they all start to cry tears of joy
we have a barbecue, the mothers cook and we drink booze
and we have a party each night for a week
chorus:
and the moon shines bright at my house by the lake
leaves of an orange tree lie on the path
I have 20 children, my wife looks good
everyone comes to visit me, I don’t have to go out
and at the end of the road there is a house by the lake
leaves of an orange tree lie on the path
I have 20 children, my wife looks good
everyone comes to visit me, I don’t have to go out
yea yea yea yea
I was born here, I’ll be burried here
I’ll be deaf, with a white beard sitting in my garden
my 100 grandchildren play cricket on the lawn
when I think about it, I can hardly wait.