Höre den Song und fülle die nummerierten Lücken.
The letters 1 by candlelight,
The streets 2 by the morning rain.
Our names 3 into the park bench oak,
The words were carried away by the train.
This city 4 by wandering hands,
These stories 5 in a thousand bars.
The promises 6, the lights are left on,
And the night is played like old guitars.
The truth 7 in drawer and deed,
The walls were painted over again.
Your photo 8 in a borrowed book,
And the silence 9 by the tram.
This city was built by wandering hands,
These stories are told in a thousand bars.
The promises are forgotten, the lights are left on,
And the night is played like old guitars.
Nothing is wasted here, nothing is lost,
Everything 10 by what it costs.