Schwarz zu blau [English translation]
Schwarz zu blau [English translation]
Come out of the club, it was a good time
I reek of alcohol, I'm broken, what a beautiful life
Step over schnapps corpses (peoplepassed out from drinking schnapps) that block my way
I see the rats eating themselves fat
In the shadows of the Döner shops
Stomp through the vomit by the Kotti, junkies are dazed
Guys partying in the neighborhood, acting wrong
Snooty kids on a desperate search for the subculture
Pierced chicks that want me to read "Straßenfeger"
Half past five, my eyes burn
Step on a guy who's napping between dead pigeons
Hysterical chicks argue and are in a panic cause
On the corner there's beef between Tarek and Sam
Tarek says, "Shut your mouth,
Or I'll hit you in the face,"
Sam is terrified, but can't not say anything too -
The red soup drips on the asphalt,
I become nauseous, I close my jacket cause it is cold
(Chorus)
Good morning Berlin
You can be so ugly, so dirty and gray
You can be so terrible
Your nights eat me alive
It would probably be best for me
To go home and sleep in
and while I walk through the streets
Black slowly becomes blue
Tired figures in neon light
With deep wrinkles in their face
The early morning shift is silent, everyone stays within themselves
Frustration bubbles up, cause the bus isn't coming…
And there's shit lying everywhere, one really has to float
Everyone has a dog but no one to talk to
I constantly breathe through my mouth, this is part of my life
I feel so unhealthy, I need something pure to fight it
My head feels thick, I need a drink
I have an urgent craving for "Baghdad's Baked Goods"
It's warm there, there I give myself up to my dreams
With Fatima, the cute baked goods salesgirl
R&B ballads pump out of a parked Benz
The end of the workday for the street gangs
A hooligan lies in a woman's arms and bawls
This city isn't really as hard as you think
(Chorus)
I am broken, I rub your dust out of my eyes
You are not beautiful and you know it well
Your panorama is filthy
You don't even look beautiful from far away
But right now the sun is going up
And I know that whether I want it or not,
I need you so I can breathe.
- Artist:Peter Fox
- Album:Stadtaffe