Hamburg is tired, only I am still awake
I drive through lonely streets
Would like to lie next to you, wonder what you're doing
And if I've forgotten how to sleep
Maybe I'll drive to the Elbe and sit in the sand
I just don't know where to go right now
I hope you're dreaming well, maybe of me
And if not, that's not so bad either

And tomorrow morning, if the dear God wills
The whole city will wake up again
Another day will break, on which I ask myself
What I do now without you
And tomorrow morning, if the dear God wills
And I don't even know if he exists
But I believe in the wind and you surely hear it
Because it sings our song again
Yes, da-da-da, yes-da-da, yes-yes da-da

Hamburg is tired and talks in its sleep
I can't understand everything
At the harbor over there, it's like in my heart
A constant coming and going
Maybe I'll just unpack my self-pity now
And feed it to a few seagulls
We both have never been to New York
Not even to The Lion King

And tomorrow morning, if the dear God wills
The whole city will wake up again
Another day will break, on which I ask myself
What I do now without you
And tomorrow morning, if the dear God wills
And he surely has nothing against it
I'll call you, ask if I can come over
To lay my head on your shoulder

The pedestrian zones are still asleep
Someone is walking along the Elbe beach
Then Planten un Blomen awakens
We once walked up the hill there
Finally, the fishmonger awakens too
And eventually, so do you
You say you want to do what your heart tells you
Then just listen to it, please

And tomorrow morning, if the dear God wills
And I don't even know if he exists
Before it all starts again, the city stands still once more
And you are still in love with me

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