There's a place in Hamburg, near the pier
Where people walk alone
No one seems to worry now

And just a few years back
There was a war going on


And there's a man who stands alone all day
And plays the violin
Wearing a hat and long coat

A man without a name
There's been a war going on


(CHORUS)
We're feeding the strings with memories
Telling things that words can't say

Feeding the strings with melodies
Telling things that words can't say


The story ends one day
And the music plays no more
On the empty sidewalk stays the soul

Of a man who used to tell
There was a war going on


(CHORUS)
We're feeding the strings with memories
Telling things that words can't say

Feeding the strings with melodies
Telling things that words can't say


Feeding the strings with memories
Telling things that words can't say
Feeding the strings with melodies

Telling things that words can't say