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Karg - Petrichor feat. L.G. // Ellende

Subscribe to our channel for new releases: https://www.youtube.com/@AOPRecords?s... Subscribe to Spotify for new releases: https://open.spotify.com/playlist/4dP... AOP Records (EU - Shop) https://shop.aoprecords.de/de/ AOP Records (US - Shop) https://www.indiemerchstore.com Digital platforms & physical stores: https://smarturl.it/Karg.Dornenvoegel Follow us: AOP Records Facebook   / aoprecs   AOP Records Instagram   / aop.records   Karg Facebook   / kargband   Karg Instagram   / karg.official   Distribution: http://www.plastichead-distribution.com/ (World) http://www.edel.com (Germany, Austria, Switzerland) Taken from of the Karg album "Dornenvögel" Released on November 16th, 2018 through AOP Records Lyrics cite audio drama "Doggod" written by Magda Woitzuck Featuring guests vocals of L.G. from Ellende Lyrics: De letztn Tåg hom mi donn doch a weng vaändert Und a Teil vo mir is zruck bliem auf de kargen weiten Föder I hob jo oiwai glaubt, I wuad do moi zum sterbn herkuma Owa stott dessen woan dia bodenlosen Schluchtn am End vo dera G‘schicht Da Ort meina Geburt Vasteckt, hintam Fluss wiad es Lånd si weitn De Wödt wird vergeh, söbst de Stürme schweign I hob mi oafoch blind und taub g‘stödt, an Åbschied hods nia gem Das I jemois wieda hoamkehrn muas woa mir in jene Stund no länga ned bewusst Es san koide Tog de uns no erwoatn, se treiben uns iangwonn wieda hoam Wei a oi de schwerelosn Stundn san doch Trugbüd mehr ois Wirklichkeit Und so sand de vaschrobenen G’schichtn, de sie es Lebn üwa de Joare zommen g’reimt Boid a koan Groschn mehr wert im schüttern Liacht unserer letzten Tåge Lång lebe da Tod Da Regn, er riacht do iangwia onders, onders ois dahoam Vielleicht a ned, owa zumindest kumbts ma a so vua Und a de Foarbn san nohezua ungetrübt und unvadorbn Ois wuad I olles kloara seng ois in oi de Joare zuvua Åhnungslos und frei vo Missgunst wernd ma in des Leben g’stoßn Und verlieren uns oft schmerzlich in nur oi zu großa Hoffnung Stoipan durch a verrohte Wödt, sähn nua Wind owa erntn in Sturm Verbrennan uns ständig d‘ Händ im Feia, owa scheitern so zumindest mit Stil Es san koide Tog de uns no erwoatn, se treiben uns iangwonn wieda hoam Wei a oi de schwerelosn Stundn san doch Trugbüd mehr ois Wirklichkeit Und so san de vaschrobenen G’schichten, de sie es Leben üwa d‘ Joahre zommen g’reimt Boid a koan Groschn mehr wert im schüttern Liacht unserer letzten Tåge Lång lebe da Tod Engish: PETRICHOR The last days somehow really changed me And a part of me remains behind on these barren and bright fields I always thought I’d come to die here some day But instead, these bottomless chasms became the place of my birth Hidden behind the river the land will widen The world will vanish, even the storms will calm I acted deaf and blind, there has never been a goodbye Back in those days I wasn’t aware that I will have to return home one day We’re expecting cold days, they’re urging us back home every time Because also these weightless hours are more delusion than reality And so are all these quirky stories life conjectured over the years No groats worth in the thin light of our final days… …long live death… …long live death… The rain here smells strange and different, unlike the rain home Maybe I delude myself, but I’m pretty sure Also, the colors, nearly undimmed and pristine As if I could see everything with clear glimpse, in contrast to all the years before Clueless and free from grudge, we are thrown into this world And lose ourselves painfully in big hopes Stumble through a brutalized world, seed wind, but harvest storms Burn constantly our hands in the fire, but fail this life so at least with style We’re expecting cold days, they’re urging us back home every time Cause also these weightless hours, are more delusion than reality And so are all these quirky stories life conjectured over the years No groats worth in the thin light of our final days… …long live death… …long live death… All Rights Reserved To Karg & AOP Records © 2018