Translation of Schwarz Zu Blau from German to English
Coming out of the club, it was nice
Stink of booze, I'm exhausted, it's a beautiful life
Step over booze corpses rotting on my way
I see the rats feasting in the shadows of the kebab shops
Trudging through the vomit at Kotti, junkies are dazed
Dudes are spitting around, behaving badly
Scene snobs desperately searching for the scene
Pierced girls who want me to read Street Sweeper, ah
Half past five, my eyes are burning
Step on a guy who's sleeping among dead pigeons
Hysterical chicks are screaming and panicking because
There's trouble at the corner between Tarek and Sam
Tarek says "Shut up or I'll punch you in the face"
Sam is scared, but can't say nothing
The red soup drips onto the asphalt
I feel sick, I zip up my jacket, because it's cold
Good morning Berlin
You can be so ugly
So dirty and gray
You can be so beautifully terrible
Your nights eat me up
It's probably best for me
I go home and sleep it off
And as I walk through the streets
Slowly black turns to blue
Tired figures in neon light
With deep wrinkles in their faces
Morning shift is silent, everyone keeps to themselves
Frustration arises, because the bus doesn't come
And everywhere there's shit, you actually have to levitate
Everyone has a dog, but no one to talk to
I constantly breathe through my mouth, it's part of my life
I feel unhealthy, need something pure against it, ah
I have a thick head, I need a juice
I urgently crave for Baghdad's pastries
It's warm there, I indulge in my dreams
With Fatima, the sweet pastry saleswoman
R&B ballads pump from a parked Benz
End of shift for the street gangs
A hooligan lies in a woman's arms and cries
This city is not as tough as you think
Good morning Berlin
You can be so ugly
So dirty and gray
You can be so beautifully terrible
Your nights eat me up
It's probably best for me
I go home and sleep it off
And as I walk through the streets
Slowly black turns to blue
I'm exhausted and rub out
Your dust from my eyes
You're not beautiful and you know it
Your panorama is messed up
You don't even look good from afar
But the sun is just rising
And I know, whether I want to or not
That I need you to breathe