Florian Summer - Wie Gott in Frankriich dalszöveg fordítás angol nyelvre
The Life of Riley
All the grapes have been eaten
in the champagne pool
Yeah, I'm still thirsty
Bring me another martini
in your painted-on bikini
The carbonation is tapering off
Oh, what does it even matter tonight?
Just top me off!
Just top me off!
Give me everything you got!
Just for a single day
to live the life of Riley
to live the life of Riley
To live with you
just for a single day
in the lap of luxury
in the lap of luxury
To live with you
I'm swimming in caviar
with my gob open
kicking up some more foam
Bring me another napkin
and a pill for my headache
Welcome to paradise!
Just one more vodka on ice
Keep topping me off forever!
Let yourself go!
Give me everything you got!
Can I still get an itty-bitty more?
(everything you got)
Can I still get an itty-bitty more?
(everything you got)
Just for a single day
to live the life of Riley
to live the life of Riley
To live with you
just for a single day
in the lap of luxury
in the lap of luxury
To live with you
That caviar
is shining golden in your hair
So wonderfully decadent
All my money's blown
A white yacht
is swimming in my swimming pool
I give her a signal
Come make some more foam
My white yacht
is circling in my swimming pool
around the clock
She brings me fresh caviar
whenever I manage to lift my finger
In the lap of luxury
to live with you
Just for a single day
to live the life of Riley
to live the life of Riley
To live with you
just for a single day
in the lap of luxury
in the lap of luxury
To live with you
In the lap of luxury
in the lap of luxury
to live with you
In the lap of luxury
In the lap of luxury
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2024.11.13.
City of Prayer
The red evening sun sun sets in the city of Jasher
Into far off Japan, 105,000 kilometres away
They won't take coins, I can't drink
The readings of the Quran echo around the HAKARUUKU* square
The sun's light spills across the boundless sky
Children ride on donkeys' backs, reaching out their hands to receive Baksheesh**
Friday is a holiday, I can't drink
People kneel in prayer at the sparkling alabaster mosque
The white morning sun rises in the city of Jasher
As children dig up stones and people sell camels
On the street, both people and animals often die
The readings of the Quran echo around the HAKARUUKU square
2024.11.13.
Leaving on April 26th
I'm leaving April 26th
Water, milk
'I'm scared of giving birth' the pregnant woman says
Hundreds of millions of curies
I'm leaving April 26th
Water, milk
The blue Gaia destroys itself
Come on, stop already!
2024.11.13.
Memory of Maria A.
That day was
A September moon
Blue and quiet
And I held you
Under a plum tree
Close in my arms
Pale and happy
In a dream of love
Above us
In a summer sky
Still, a cloud
Hung up high
So white
I had never seen one like it
But when I looked up
It was no longer there
Since then, many moons have passed
And the sea quietly rolls on
Perhaps the plum trees were cut down
You ask what became of that dream
I answer, “I don’t remember”
And surely I know what you mean
But her face, no, I can’t see it anymore
I remember only a kiss
And nothing else
And even that kiss
I would have forgotten
If not for that cloud up high
That I remember
And will always keep in mind
Pure white
It came toward me
Perhaps the plum trees still bloom
Perhaps she has seven children or more
But that cloud bloomed for a single minute
Then vanished in the wind when I looked up
2024.11.13.
MY GOD
I stray into the darkness of the phantom's cave
I've been lured in. What is this place? I wander about
Like fog, I'm wrapped up by another me
The pounding of my heart echoes, MY GOD!
With creeping anxiety, my inner voice expands endlessly
My head's about to come off! I keep looking for my own shadow, but
My eyeballs roll back in my head. I look for my own shadow
As a far off light guides me, I travel on foot
That's the muttering of the Grim Reaper, isn't it? How bizarre
'Taking away people's bodies is a bad habit of you guys,'
And in a loud whisper, MY GOD!
With creeping anxiety, my inner voice expands endlessly
My head's about to come off! I keep looking for my own shadow, but
My head's about to come off! MY GOD!
I look for my own shadow
My eyeballs roll back in my head. MY GOD!
I look for my body. I look for it