February In Solingen

And one night,
it was a cold, rainy day in February,
we met in Solingen, a German town
We were both foreigners
in a land that was once divided in two
by a wall

Later you told me
you had seen me immediately
when I had entered the crowded place
Was something in you awaiting me
Although you said
you were surprised and happy
that I had come

Maybe, you were always awaiting me
Like I have awaited you all my life
And in Solingen we were
open to each other
in an innocent, childlike way
It was before ego fears
started to build a wall

In Germany we were both strangers
But together we were on common ground
And Germany shows us
Although a wall was once built
It can be broken down



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