.Den allerersten Trabi,
Zehn Jahre nach'm Abi,
Geschloss'nes Vaterland,
Des Volkes Unterpfand.
Armeezeit war wie sterben,
Die halbe Jugend verspielt
Und Feindmusik im Radio,
Die uns am Leben hielt.
Und hinter'm Vorhang lief
Ein Film, den keiner sah,
Vom Glück im.
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