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Isla Mafia

Alphaville

Mafia Island

Yes, we sailed
Over the storm whipped, jade-green sea
On Chephren's barge to Mafia island
We broke coral and drank whiskey
In the glowing heat
And the sun sail slattered in the wind
Like berserk machine guns

And the girls from the bar
They were bathing at the beach
And they sang in their melancholic voice
Soft words that were caught
Between the sound of the waves
And they sang in a melancholic voice

We're stuck here for good
The radio had broken off
Just a few days ago
The ether swelled as the earth ran dry
Nothing moved in the flickering ardor

And the girls from the bar
They were bathing at the beach
And they sang in their melancholic voice
Soft words that were caught
Between the sound of the waves
Yes, they sang in a melancholic voice
Melancholic

(And the girls from the bar
They were bathing at the beach
And they sang in a melancholic voice
Soft words that were caught between the sound of the waves)

(And the girls from the bar
They were bathing at the beach
And they sang in a melancholic voice
Soft words that were caught between the sound of the waves)

And they sang in a melancholic voice
Melancholic

Isla Mafia

Sí, navegamos
Sobre el mar verde jade azotado por la tormenta
En la barca de Chephren hacia la Isla Mafia
Rompiendo coral y bebiendo whisky
En el calor brillante
Y la vela del sol ondeaba en el viento
Como ametralladoras enloquecidas

Y las chicas del bar
Estaban bañándose en la playa
Y cantaban con su voz melancólica
Palabras suaves que quedaban atrapadas
Entre el sonido de las olas
Y cantaban con voz melancólica

Estamos atrapados aquí para siempre
La radio se había roto
Apenas unos días atrás
El éter se hinchaba mientras la tierra se secaba
Nada se movía en el ardor parpadeante

Y las chicas del bar
Estaban bañándose en la playa
Y cantaban con su voz melancólica
Palabras suaves que quedaban atrapadas
Entre el sonido de las olas
Sí, cantaban con voz melancólica
Melancólico

(Y las chicas del bar
Estaban bañándose en la playa
Y cantaban con su voz melancólica
Palabras suaves que quedaban atrapadas entre el sonido de las olas)

(Y las chicas del bar
Estaban bañándose en la playa
Y cantaban con su voz melancólica
Palabras suaves que quedaban atrapadas entre el sonido de las olas)

Y cantaban con voz melancólica
Melancólico

Escrita por: Alphaville / Andreas Schwarz-Ruszczynski