Mittelmeer
Pashanim
Mediterranean
(Stickle)
I wish we could be again, like we once were
With you, driving towards the Mediterranean without a driver's license
Yes, I forget many things, but certainly not your name
But maybe it shouldn't be, we really don't fit together
I wish we could be again, like we once were
With you, driving towards the Mediterranean without a driver's license
Window open and drive along the coast
I know I'll see you again, if only I knew when
From Berlin-Kreuzberg to Italy in just one night
Steer the car onto the highway towards your city
Across the border through the Alps, listening to Three Investigators
And the landscape changes as if it were different seasons
You write: How long will you take?, I send you live location
Driving two hundred through the Brenner, our playlist on rotation
So much already experienced, many years playing in my head
Without you, I feel poor, even though I have a loft now
Long night, I wander through and see the first sun
Wonder where I can smoke now and get a coffee
Dawn, exit, rest stop, espresso
Cali and Ciabatta, fill up the car at the Esso
I wish we could be again, like we once were
With you, driving towards the Mediterranean without a driver's license
Yes, I forget many things, but certainly not your name
But maybe it shouldn't be, we really don't fit together
I wish we could be again, like we once were
With you, driving towards the Mediterranean without a driver's license
Window open and drive along the coast
I know I'll see you again, if only I knew when
Turn off to the coast, see the sea after a long time
That's why I prefer to drive with my car and not take a plane
But no matter where I go, I miss my city
My friends, my street, my area, my Shabab
Drive mode: Sport Plus, baby, I'm in a hurry
And she writes: Don't drive too fast, but unfortunately that's unavoidable
Our life is crazy, none of us sits at a desk
Make a stop in a small town, meet a boy and chat
But then straight on, can't wait to see you
I turn into your street, then bring the car to a stop
Under a Gucci sunshade, I lie with you on the beach
I'm on the phone, sunglasses, and texting with my supplier
I wish we could be again, like we once were
With you, driving towards the Mediterranean without a driver's license
Yes, I forget many things, but certainly not your name
But maybe it shouldn't be, we really don't fit together
I wish we could be again, like we once were
With you, driving towards the Mediterranean without a driver's license
Window open and drive along the coast
I know I'll see you again, if only I knew when