Besedila:
Faithfull Marianne

FLANDYKE SHORE (Trad; arr;Gil Goldstein-Traditional, arranged by Peter Webster) I went unto my own love's chamber window, Where I had often been before

In Germany before the war There was a man who owned a store In nineteen hundred thirty four In Dusseldorf And every night at five o nine He'd cross the

The warden who led a prisoner down the hallway to his doom I stood up to say, goodbye like all the rest And I heard him tell the warden just before he

Born in 1938, a good year for the Reich She could not participate, she didn't have the right For she was fatherless in the fatherland Now it's 1966,

My father promised me roses My mother promised me storms My father taught me to use my mind My mother taught me scorn He touches me lightly with his

In my solitude you haunt me With memories of days gone by In my solitude you taunt me With memories that never die I sit in my chair And filled with

only trying to please I never got any royalties oh no, not me I'm still sliding through life on charm Sliding through life on charm If Marianne was born

Someone saw you by the waterside Nothing you can do will change her This is not the time for secrets Save your breath It's time for sex with strangers

Things are never what they seem Play a part most of the time What is yours cannot be mine And I?m bored by dreams Bored by dreams I can?t say the words