Berlin song

Описание: Papa landed in Berlin...
with a pretzel in one hand, and absolutely no idea what techno is.
(cue boop-boop-beep and bratwurst sizzling)

Papa strolled through Brandenburg Gate with swagger so bold,
Tried to moonwalk at Checkpoint Charlie (too cold).
Yelled “Ich bin ein Berliner!” with pastry in hand,
Locals laughed — “That's a donut, man.”
Tried currywurst at a midnight stall,
Said, “Is this spicy or did I just fall?”
Then biked down Unter den Linden in style,
Crashed into a bratwurst stand. Worthwhile!

🎶 Papa went to Berlin, with socks and a fanny pack,
Tried to party at Berghain — they sent him back.
Took selfies at the Wall, said “History’s cool,”
Then danced with a statue — like an absolute fool.
At the Reichstag dome, he waved to the sky,
Told a pigeon “Danke schön!” (don’t ask why).
From schnitzel to street art, he gave it a spin —
There’s no city like B-B-Berlin! 🎶

He toured Museum Island, saw mummies and gold,
Said, “I came for kebabs, but this never gets old.”
At Berliner Dom, he whispered a prayer,
“Dear sausage gods, may my pants still wear.”
He learned ‘Späti’ means snack shop delight,
Bought socks, a beer, and a disco light.
Tried to blend in — wore black and a stare,
Locals asked, “You lost?” He said, “Everywhere!”

He sat by the Spree with a doner kebab,
Tried to pronounce “Friedrichshain” — ended in a sob.
Said “Auf Wiedersehen!” to his sense of time,
'Cause Berlin lives in vibes, not in rhyme.

🎶 Shah went to Berlin, what a beautiful mess!
Said “This currywurst stained my soul, I confess!”
Tried to climb the TV Tower with a spoon,
And polka’d through Kreuzberg at half-past noon.
Shouted “Ich liebe dich!” to a bratwurst cart,
Lost his map, but found Berlin in his heart.
From Tempelhof skies to clubs so dim —
He left a little crazy, but full of Berlin! 🎶

Berlin… where the past hugs the present…
and the kebab hugs you back.
🎶 Bis bald, Berlin… Papa’s out! 🎶
(techno echoes, dog barks, bicycle bell)