The door is closed
I would like to get out of hell
The door is closed

My head is exploding
They have walled up our lands
Oh! my head is exploding

They asked me
What I was doing there
I explained to them
That I came for you
Then at the end of their guns
They brought me back home
They told our parents
That from today
The good times really begin

Ref: It was August 13, 1961
I was going to Bernauer Street
I had to see my brother
To talk about freedom

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