Brooklyn Sun Songtext
von Salem Al Fakir

Brooklyn Sun
She's hanging on
She's been running round
A tired sky
Her day is done

She says goodbye
And slips away
Wish a golden kiss
To keep us warm
Till the morning breaks


Come, come, come back soon
I would trade away the stars and moon
If you came, came, came back soon
My darker days would all be done

Oh Brooklyn Sun

I toss and turn
Stuck in dream
Lost I Find
That everything is not what it seems.

So wake me up
And take me back
Illuminate
Enlighten all the things I have

Oh, nothing looks the same when you are not
Around around and
Oh, I close my eyes and wait