Neo Nothing - Post Of All - Falco

Ich sprech mich aus dafür —

Nimm die Luft weg und flieg durch die Tür

Was will mein Radar bloß von Dir?

Am Screen erscheint nur schwer —

Die Minusdichte bedaure ich sehr

Hof' das Orientierungsfeuer her

Du meinst es wäre hier?

Im Overground ist kein Platz dafür

Das heißt: Kommando back zu Dir

Don’t you know

It’s the «NOTHING"I won’t let you go

The «NEO"is a sample of your soul

Wir überholen und längst wieder

Sind «POST OF ALL»

Du — den Klang der Farbe kennst nur Du

Colours folding all over you

'Cause you turn the black into the blue

Dann — fällt die Nummer aus der Wand

Fällt und liegt fest in deiner Hand

Wer ist die Schönste im ganzen Land?

Don’t you know

It’s the «NOTHING"I won’t let you go

The «NEO"is a sample of your soul

Wir überholen und längst wieder

Sind «POST OF ALL»

There is a section in Greek from the words of Heraclituswhich could not be

coded Don’t you know…

I speak out for it —

Defeat and fly through the door

What does my radar want from you?

It is difficult to see on the screen —

I very much regret the negative density

Prepare the orientation fire

You mean it would be here?

There's no room for it in the Overground

That means: command back to you

Don't you know

It's the "NOTHING" I won't let you go

The «NEO"is a sample of your soul

We overtake and again long ago

Are "POST OF ALL"

You — only you know the sound of the color

Colors folding all over you

'Cause you turn the black into the blue

Then — the number falls out of the wall

Falls and lies firmly in your hand

Who's the fairest of them all?

Don't you know

It's the "NOTHING" I won't let you go

The «NEO"is a sample of your soul

We overtake and again long ago

Are "POST OF ALL"

There is a section in Greek from the words of Heraclituswhich could not be

coded don't you know...