Grauer Beton [English translation]

Grey concrete, rough jargon

Freedom gained, faded away again

Up and away, not another season

Up and away, not another season

Grey concrete, rough jargon

Blurred images, don't come back anymore

Up and away, not another season

Up and away, not another season

Old school, steep bend, always headwind

Follow the child from after the fall of the Berlin wall to where Ma is still wringing her hands

Where carefree years are over early

Where noone tells you that it's going to end well

In the entrance to my house there is rarely anything good going on

Friends become numb, become unscrupulous

Better to live fast, restless

Instead of Landing on the siding, no Destination

Soul catchers creep around the block and

Do business with hope

Almost behind every door there creeps an abyss

Just so you know where I come from

Soul catchers creep around the block and

Do business with hope

Almost behind every door there creeps an abyss

Just so you know where I come from

All good things come from above

The zebra Finch came flying to me

And now and then Right where we live

A truck full of Bulgarian melons stops

Kids from overseas were our Icons

And white sneakers were worth more than millions

White sneakers were worth more than milions

White sneakers were worth more than millions

Today I still think back to my street often

To the old people and the kids from my street

From the prefab, the ones from my floor

We were forgotten there, in the beginning of the 90's

Bleak situation, everyday with the pack

Don't ask what was going on with me, I hung out everyday with the pack

New colourful banknotes speak a language of their own

New colourful world in the neon signs

Soul catchers creep around the block and

Do business with hope

Almost behind every door there creeps an abyss

Just so you know where I come from

Soul catchers creep around the block and

Do business with hope

Almost behind every door there creeps an abyss

Just so you know where I come from

Grey concrete, rough jargon

Freedom gained, faded away again

Up and away, not another season

Up and away, not another season

Grey concrete, rough jargon

Blurred Images, don't come back anymore

Up and away, not another season

Up and away, not another season

• Artist:Trettmann