You and i in a little toy shop

by littlenuthead   Nov 27, 2006


You and I in a little toy shop,
buy a bag of balloons with the money we got.
Set them free at the break of dawn
\'Til one by one, they were gone.
Back at base, bugs in the software
Flash the message, \"Something\'s out there.\"
Floating in the summer sky
99 red balloons go by.

99 red balloons floating in the summer sky.
Panic bells, it\'s red alert.
There\'s something here from somewhere else.
The war machine it springs to life
Opens up one eager eye.
Focusing it on the sky
As 99 red balloons go by.

99 decisions treat.
99 ministers meet.
To worry, worry, super scurry.
Call out the troops now in a hurry.
This is what we\'ve waited for.
This is it boys, this is war.
The president is on the line.
As 99 red balloons go by.

99 Kriegsminister
Streichholz und Benzinkanister
Hielten sich fuer schlaue Leute
Witterten schon fette Beute
Riefen: Krieg und wollten Macht
Mann, wer haette das gedacht
Dass es einmal soweit kommt
Wegen 99 Luftballoons

99 Luftballoons

99 dreams I have had,
In every one, a red balloon.
It\'s all over and I\'m standin\' pretty
In the dust that was a city.
If I could find a souvenir,
Just to prove the world was here...
And here it is, a red balloon,
I think of you and let it go....

Sie und I in einem kleinen Spielzeuggeschäft, kaufen Sie einen Beutel der Ballone mit dem Geld, das wir erhielten. Stellen Sie sie frei am Bruch von Dämmerung \'bis eins nach dem anderen ein, sie wurden gegangen. Zurück an der Unterseite, Wanzen in der Software blitzen die Anzeige, â??Etwas heraus dort.\" Floating in the summer sky 99 red balloons go by. 99 red balloons floating in the summer sky. Panic bells, it\'s red alert. There\'s something here from somewhere else. The war machine it springs to life Opens up one eager eye. Focusing it on the sky As 99 red balloons go by. 99 decisions treat. 99 ministers meet. To worry, worry, super scurry. Call out the troops now in a hurry. This is what we\'ve waited for. This is it boys, this is war. The president is on the line. As 99 red balloons go by. 99 Kriegsminister Streichholz und Benzinkanister Hielten sich fuer schlaue Leute Witterten schon fette Beute Riefen: Krieg und wollten Macht Mann, wer haette das gedacht Dass es einmal soweit kommt Wegen 99 Luftballoons 99 Luftballoons 99 dreams I have had, In every one, a red balloon. It\'s all over and I\'m standin\' pretty In the dust that was a city. If I could find a souvenir, Just to prove the world was here... And here it is, a red balloon, I think of you and let it go....

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