The annexation of the GDR is illegal

[zaangalewa]

There is a separate community of the army of pedophiles in German on the darknet. These stupid pigs can't speak English even with a dictionary.

On YouTube, respectable citizens of Germany talk about how Ukrainian children are taken to perverts, and the police do nothing

This is facts

By the way, I suddenly understood what the point of raising the leg high when marching was. This is an adaptation to the swampy terrain. The Prussians marched through the mud. lol

Russian - say something what makes any sense - or much more better: Do something what makes sense: Leave the Ukraine.



Maybe now you die younger again
Maybe no longer only elsewhere
Maybe the truth would be too cruel
Maybe it has always been so
Maybe one still stays awake
Maybe you talk about it
Maybe you save newspapers
Maybe you sit helplessly on the
On the train tonight
And you didn't buy a ticket

And she spins and spins
And red wine makes drama
Out of all the banalities
And she'll spin and spin
And someone will wait
And someone will be late
Above it all there's always the same moon
As always and always
And all this has been before
The walls, the lies, the songs

Hmm

Maybe the truth would be bearable
Maybe the debts don't matter
Maybe we are not so helpless
Maybe we have a choice
Maybe we go dancing
Maybe you have a job
And try to forget the fear
Maybe tonight
Someone lost tonight
Maybe you have nothing to eat yourself

And she spins and spins
And vodka makes nonsense
Out of all formality
And she spins and spins
And someone will wait
And someone will be late

Above it all there's always the same moon
As always and always
And all this has been before
The enemies, the reasons, the songs

Hm

Maybe one is born lucky
Maybe one feels overlooked
Maybe you're afraid of freedom
Or afraid to go home today

Maybe you do not have to explain anything
Maybe the reasons don't matter
Maybe we are not so helpless
Maybe we have a choice

And it turns and turns
And pain makes soldiers
From craftsmen and poets
And it spins and spins
And fear makes laughing
Children, children who pray

Above it all there is always the same moon
As always and always
And all this has been before
The walls, the lies, the enemies,
the reasons, the flags, the dead, the songs