Rot blüht der Mohn
Udo Jürgens
The Poppy Blooms Red
Night in the city
Somewhere in a dark pub
There I met him
A good friend from old times
He spoke to me
Because I wouldn’t have recognized him anymore
His face pale
His eyes empty in deep sockets
I didn't ask
All alone he began to tell
From his distress
And the dream of an unknown land
The poppy blooms red
And the wind moves a sea of flowers
Soon there will be nothing left of it
Just a white dust in plastic bags
The poppy blooms red
Millions of tears nourish him like dew
He told me
Wanted to play catch with fate
Just tried it
Just wanted to feel the effect
So I walked blind
Into the fire in which every dream burns
Today it is clear to me
You don't bet with the devil
You pay in cash
Even children are chained by his poison
Who thinks about it
When he sees red fields in the Orient
