Schwarz zu blau [English translation]

I come ouf ot the club, it was nice

Smell like drinking, I am exhausted, it's a beautiful life

Walk over drunken bodies rotting on my way

I see rats eating until they are replete

In the shadow of the kebap shop

I walk through puke at the Kottbusser Tor, junks are befuddled

Guys spitting around, not behaving well

Snotty upstarts on a desperate search for the scene

Pierced girls who want me to read "Straßenfeger"

Half past five, my eyes are burning

Step on guy who's sleeping between dead pigeons

Hystericals girls nag and are in panic, because

Around the corner there's tension between Tarek and Sam

Tarek says: "Shut up

Or I'll hit you in your face"

Sam is frightened, but he can't just say nothing

The red soup runs over the asphalt (blood)

I'm feeling sick, I clasp my coat because it's cold

Good morning Berlin

You can be so ugly, so dirty and gray

You can so wonderfully terrible

You're night are devouring me

It might just be the best for me

If I go home and sleep

And while I'm walking through the streets

Black slowly turns into blue (darkness is fading)

Tired figures in the neon light

Deep wrinkles in the face

The early shift stays silten, everone remains to himself

Frustration comes up, the bus is not comming

And everywhere there's sh*t, one would actually have to hover over it

Everybody has a dog but nobody to talk to

I breathe through my mouth all the time, that's part of my life

I feel unhealthy, need something pure against it

I have a headache, I need to get medicine

I'd like to have some Bagdad pastries now

It's warm there, I try to loose myself in my dreams

With Fatima, the sweet pastries saleswoman

R&B ballads come out of a parking Benz

End of the work day for the street gangs

A hooligan is lying in a woman's arms and he's crying

Well, this city isn't as hard as you think it is

I'm tired, rub your dust out of my eyes

You're not beautiful and you know it

Your panorama filthy

You don't even look beautiful from afar

But the sun is just rising

And I know, if I want to or not,

That I need you to breathe

• Artist:Peter Fox
• Album:Stadtaffe