Mangos mit Chili English translation
von Nina Chuba

Fresh mind, fresh glasses
Full to the brim, toasting with everyone
Every metropolis has me on posters
And I have more than Lillet there

Fresh wind for the scene
Run out into the rain
Dance in the gray, wake up the streets
Until everyone moves with me

Yeah, I'm not leaving here, making myself comfortable
Brass instruments are real, playing what I want
I dream of a miracle, happiness in Berlin
Make it good, make it beautiful for me

Throw away what I no longer need
Highspeed, no one can stop me
Give me a song and turn it up loud
I'm well-rested and in a great mood


It's cold here, my view blocked
No desire, just stress, just traffic jams
Not quite enough for the ticket out of here
So I'll buy the sky and paint it blue

Mexico City, mangos with chili
Palm trees are tall, and the skirts are mini
It was worth it, I don't have a job in the office
My stars are aligned well between dirt and graffiti

I'll take everyone with me, write on islands
Tour through the charts when I feel like it
And if I disappear for a few days
I'll come back with a radiant grin

Throw away what I no longer need
Highspeed, no one can stop me
Give me a song and turn it up loud
I'm well-rested and in a great mood

It's cold here, my view blocked
No desire, just stress, just traffic jams
Not quite enough for the ticket out of here
So I'll buy the sky and paint it blue


Throw away what I no longer need
Highspeed, no one can stop me
Give me a song and turn it up loud
I'm well-rested and in a great mood (hm)

It's cold here, my view blocked
No desire, just stress, just traffic jams
Not quite enough for the ticket out of here
So I'll buy the sky and paint it blue