die blaue Stunde
„Je ne t´aime plus mon amour“ … „parfois j´aimerais mourir pour plus jamais te revoir“ … Mit diesen Zeilen endet dieser schöne, schöne Song von Manu Chao (*1961) aus dem Mio.fach verkauften Album „Clandestino“ von 2000. Es ist einer der meist gespielten Hits auf radioeins. Zurecht, findet Berlin-Woman und wünscht euch eine entspannte „blaue Stunde“:
Mama was queen of the mambo/ papa was king of the congo
deep down in the jungle/ I start banging my first bongo.
Every monkey like to be/ in my place instead of me
cause I’m the king of bongo, baby/ I’m the king of bongo bong.
I went to the big town/ where there is a lot of sound
from the jungle to the city/ looking for a bigger crown.
So I played my boogie/ for the people of big city
but they don’t go crazy/ when I banging on my boogie.
I’m the/ King of the bongo king of the bongo bong.
Hear me when I come, baby/ king of the bongo, king of the bongo bong.
Nobody like to be/ in my place instead of me,
‚cause nobody go crazy/ when I banging on my boogie.
I’m a king without a crown/ hanging loose in the big town
but I’m the king of bongo, baby/ I’m the king of bongo bong.
King of the bongo king of the bongo bong…
They say that I’m a clown/ making too much dirty sound,
they say there is no place/ for little monkey in this town.
Nobody like to be/ in my place instead of me
‚cause nobody go crazy/ when I banging on my boogie.
I’m the/ King of the bongo …
Banging on my bongo/ all that swing belongs to me.
I’m so happy there’s nobody/ in my place instead of me.
I’m a king without a crown/ hanging loose in a big town
I’m the king of bongo baby …
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