Doberan

I go to Doberan

To find some peace of mind

To drink good wine

In the summer time

It's the scent of peace

The love of kind

The human warmth

With no beastly underworld tank

It's a troubadour's dream

A poet's restlessness dissolution

A theatre company's fairytale

And a seaman's oyster

Yet the sea is calm

When the horses run for money

And the casino's in debt

To some gambler's miracle

I go to Doberan

To find some peace of mind

To drink good wine

In the summer time

I stay there with you

In the grand hotel

In heaven on earth

Besides the sand dunes

Yet there is trouble ahead

We feel the war-mongering allies

In this cold cold war

That has been warmed up

No rockets at sea

But across and in the buildings on the land

We walk some miles

And see them fly in our minds

The child on the cover watches in fear

Or dies without remorse

There's no humanity anymore

When power thirst's in play

It started in the old times

When weapons became a trade

Now it's another time

They kill with computers

Let's take some time out to forget

How things can enroll

And live by the sea

Instead of dying

© GdJ