Peter Fox - Schwarz zu blau dalszöveg fordítás angol nyelvre

Black turning into blue

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Coming out of the club, has been a good time
Stinking of booze, I'm wrecked, it's a nice life,
Stepping over Schnapps-corpses (Schnapps= strong German liquor) that are decomposing in my way,
I see the rats stuffing themselves in the shadows of the Kebab shops,
Wading through the vomit at the Kotti (Cotbusser Tor, 'Kotti'= place in Berlin known for drug selling), junkies are dazed, behave badly, posh guy of the scene in desperate search of that scene,
Pierced Girls that want me to read Straßenfeger (Straßenfeger lit. Street cleaner, a newspaper sold by the homeless in Berlin)
 
Half past five, my eyes are burning,
I step on a guy sleeping between dead pigeons,
Hysterical chicks screaming and are panicking cause at the corner there's stress between Tarek and Sam,
Tarek says: shut the fuck up or I'll beat your face up,
Sam is shitting his pants but has to respond sth-
The red soup drips on the asphalt,
I'm getting nauseous, I close my jacket cause it's cold.
 
(Chorus)
Good Morning Berlin!
You can be so ugly, so dirty, so grey,
You can be so beautifully horrible,
Your nights eat me up,
It'll probably be the best for me to go home and get some sleep,
And while I'm walking through the streets, slowly,
Black turns into Blue
 
Tired phantoms in the neon lights,
With deep wrinkles on their faces,
The morning shift is silent, everybody to himself,
Anger comes up cause the bus doesn't come...
And everywhere there's shit, you'd actually have to float!
Everybody has a dog but nobody to talk to,
I always breath through my mouth, that's part of my life,
I feel sickly, need sth pure against it
 
I have a heavy head, I need some juice,
I have an urgent desire for 'Bagdad's Baking goods'
It's warm in there, that's where I let go and dream,
With Fatima, the cute bakery girl,
RnB ballads are blasting from parked Mercedes,
End of shift for the street gangs,
A hooligan lies in a woman's arms and cries,
Well this city isn't as tough as you think
 
(Chorus)
 
Good Morning Berlin,
I'm broken and I wipe your dust out of my eyes,
You're not beautiful and you know it,
Your panorama perverted,
You're not even pretty from afar,
But the sun is slowly rising,
And I know that if I want to or not,
I need you to breath
 


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