Beauty şarkı sözleri

You see half the Moon, its crescent And one of the planets, maybe Saturn Maybe Jupiter, in the early night sky over Berlin Through the windows of a taxicab, near Potsdamer Platz You think: Beauty No, this is not beauty, maybe not Maybe, this is the rest of it Maybe not, maybe, the rest of beauty Maybe not, maybe, what remains of beauty Maybe not, maybe, what is visible Certainly, uncertain Your arms would not be able to stretch as far as necessary To form an adequate gesture for beauty (You know that, don't you?) So beauty remains in the impossibilities of the body