The streets of Moscow with my girlfriend
The streets of Moscow with my girlfriend
The streets of Moscow with my girlfriend
A lonely drum beat out in space
Repeats a heartbeat, forever lost
Floating like a dream in an empty room
A weightless Laika looking at the moon
A homeless shadow trapped in the cosmic computer
A little curly dog embraced by endless space
An echo of her life floating like a dream
Forever lost in the Sputnik Space Machine
She loves the disco, she loves the disco
She loves the disco flying through the air
She loves the disco, she loves the disco
She loves the disco flying through her hair
She could have been my love
She could have been my life
The streets of Moscow with my girlfriend
The streets of Moscow with my girlfriend
You could have closed my eyes
You could have told some lies
And then you left me here out in the atmosphere
Without the disco, without the disco
Hearts on fire
Burning with this sad desire
Der Untergang ist jetzt, der Untergang ist hier
My life is sadness, my life is madness
I love the disco, I love the disco
I love the disco flying through the air
I love the disco, I love the disco
I love the disco flying through my hair
She could have been my love
She could have been my life
The streets of Moscow with my girlfriend
The streets of Moscow with my girlfriend
Hearts on fire
Burning with this sad desire
Der Untergang ist jetzt, der Untergang ist hier
My life is sadness, my life is madness
I miss the disco, I miss the the disco
I miss the disco flying through the air
She loves the disco, she loves the disco
She loves the disco flying through her hair
The streets of Moscow with my girlfriend
The streets of Moscow with my girlfriend
