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Thees Uhlmann - Junkies und Scientologen dalszöveg fordítás angol nyelvre


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Junkies and scientologists

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For the junkies on methadone on their giant mountain bikes
For the preacher from Mönckeberg street who wildly yells at the sky
For the scientology guys with their way too friendly face
For all who want to forget, but know that forget, they will not
 
For the yakuza t-shirt wearers with Amstaff trainer pants
'La Familia' (tattooed) on the arm, a rose in hand
For the tired nurses smoking out in front of the lung clinic
And in reality would need a nurse for themselves tonight
 
For the chimney sweeper who is unlucky and fell off the roof
For the handicapped people at the concert in the town park by Adel Tawil
For the happiness in your eyes and my clapping out of rhythm
For all that one is and against the general fancy
 
For my small broken church and the quadrinity1 of Bobs
Bob Marley, Bob Dylan, Bob Andrews, and Bob Ross
For the butcher who covertly kisses a vegetarian at night
And says: 'If you wouldn't exist, I would have missed you'
 
But the future is unwritten
The future is so beautifully vacant
And I come to visit you
No matter if (at) Stammheim or German Chancellery
 
For the girl in the Ramones shirt, 'What's your favourite song?'
She said: 'In the past 'Sniff Some Glue' and later 'Pet Cemetery''
For the dealer in Görli2, with whom I drank beer cans in the playground
Who said: 'I also have a daughter in Ghana and her mother is sick'
 
For the fans of the HSV from the village that ride to home games in a Bulli3
I would so like to be with you, a mixed drink in hand
For the last of the punks and the last of the mods
For the evenings that last till dawn in front of the old Molotow
 
For the misogynistic writers that steal the air to breathe from others
If I would be a pen in your hand, I would be ashamed
For those, who try, and for those who do not make it
To keep their fingers away from the things that are bad for them
 
For everyone who polishes Stolpersteine4 in their street
For every day that doesn't take itself so seriously, during which just nothing happens
For the tramps with millions, for the rich ones without a penny
And for my unbroken incomprehension about the world
 
But the future is unwritten
The future is so beautifully vacant
And I come to visit you
No matter if (at) Stammheim or German Chancellery
 
For Emil Elektrohler and for Birgit, his wife
They live in the house that forgets nothing, and there I also live
For the people that think there is only one god
For my ex, but my wife is called Rainer Ott
For Photo-Ingo and Tanja, for Stagge and for Hu
And only so you get upset also for Bono and U2
For FCSP5, DTH6, and DVL
And for my unbroken incomprehension about the world
 
But the future is unwritten
The future is so beautifully vacant
And I come to visit you
No matter if (at) Stammheim
 
And no matter what happens
All things will find their way
Because the future is unwritten
And with all the crap in between
I will still visit you
 
  • 1. Adapted from trinity
  • 2. Nickname for Görlitzer Park in Berlin
  • 3. German name for a Volkswagen Type 2
  • 4. Small concrete cube with brass plate inscribed with the name and life dates of victims of Nazi extermination or persecution
  • 5. FC St. Pauli?
  • 6. Die Toten Hosen?


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