I woke up with energy, yesterday we got back home quick because, according to my beloved Landers, I have to take a good night's slumber. And this is for his grand son / daughter.
I think Paul is a true mother-chicken who is too afraid for his heir. Sometimes he drives me crazy and I really want to yell at him for letting me alone at least a short day without turning around me and prohibit me from eating various things.
-Always up, the marmot? Calls my uncle.
-I should point out that I just woke up, porcupine !! I sarcastically respond to him.
-I'm not a porcupine !! Shouts Zven, falsely offended.
-Have you ever looked at yourself in a mirror? Your spiky hair makes you look like a hedgehog. I say, getting down the stairs.
-Will you finally stop your bickering? Asks Paul, joining us. And Richard, go where I told you and we'll join later.
-Give me your Audi's keys and I leave you my BMW's. He tells his friend. Your car is faster than mine.
Paul throws the keys to his band colleague then turns to me.
-You will take breakfast and then we'll join him. He says, asking me to follow him.
Only fifteen minutes after, we meet my father and me, in the lead-guitarist's car and Paul takes us to the city. And after an hour almost, we finally arrive in front of a large building which says "Tonstudio".
Although my German is not good 100% but I manage to read it and wonder what we are doing here.
-You getting down, princess? The tattooed who is outside, wonders.
-What are we doing here? I ask him, confused.
-You will know in a moment... Smiles the second guitarist.
Landers leads us inward and then we walk in the halls for only a few seconds before we stop in front of a door.
My supervisor opens the door and we enter in the room to find Zven playing guitar while singing one of his songs, "Emigrate". I look at him enthusiastically and sing with him.
Eagle flies across a flag
Bureaucracy Is Such a Drag
Behold a pale horse tonight
The men in black are out of sight
She comes
He comes
We come
She comes
Across the oceans in my mind
Across the skies I left behind
A land of opportunity
A land to fill my destiny
Emigrate [x4]
I've been alone a long, long time
So what, I take what should be mine
I know very well this song and I know it's telling Kruspe's suffer when he left Germany, seeking for his own career and glory in America.
I've searched the sea of empty eyes
And severed all my family ties
A mercenary feeds my soul
A plastic world, no getting old
A monkey wears the age-old crown
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She comes
He comes
We come
She comes
Welcome
Emigrate [x4]
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