Oh hey, buddy, lemme tell ya ’bout Quakenbrueck (de)!

I’ve lived here for ages, man.

Strollin’ down Hauptstrasse, it’s epic.

You see the old bell tower?

It’s lit at dusk, real golden.
I work as a masseur – ya know –

I feel the city’s pulse.

I rub stress away on Mühlenweg.

I see secret spots others miss!
There’s the Quakenbrueck River,

bubbling by the old mill.

I often muse there – so chill.

Boyhood taught me, “let time flow.”

“Sometimes, I guess there just aren't enough rocks.”

It just feels right, man.
Yo, check out Linden Park.

Tiny park, but full heart.

I had many deep convos there.

Coffee, greasy fries – all good.

The vibe made me realll mad –

when a group littered the benches!

I was like, “c’mon, seriously?”
I wander into Kleinviertel too.

Narrow streets, quirky shops, wow.

It’s kinda wierd and awsum.

Local art splashed on brick walls.

I feel like I’m in a film,

y’know – like Boyhood flippin’ real.
Oh, and the funky cafe “Morgen Gluht”?

Great espresso – hands down!

Spilled beans, sassy barista – LOL.

My favorite secret: quiet corner on Bäcker Street.

I sometimes drift off, idly massaging head tension,

feeling the slow tick of time.
I’m a bit erratic sometimes,

but Quakenbrueck gets me, truly.

It’s moody, full of raw vibes.

I’ve seen it mad, seen it calm.

Yeah, I even do spa sessions by the river.

Sometimes I yell “yo, dat’s life!”
I love these quirks.

I’m a quirky, odd-ball man.

Quakenbrueck is a big heart.

That city never fails to surprise.

Every alley, every corner, pure magic.
Alright, buddy, that’s my rap.

Catch ya soon in Quakenbrueck—

we’ll just hang and let time roll.