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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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The door across the street from my home





As I walk out the door, Sophie calls me
'Do you already know the news? She's leaving.'
I rush to the window,
Look down the street
And I can't believe my eyes:
A big limousine is leaving, and she's the one driving it
 

I don't know what she's looking for and why she's leaving,
I don't know where she's going, and I don't want to know.
I've been living across from Alice's door for eighteen years,
Eighteen years waiting for another chance to tell her that I love her
But now I'll have
To get out of the habit of living across from Alice's door...
 

At the university, in the park, we would discuss philosophy
I had my arm around her as a friend...
She had long hair, and in the wood of a boat
I had carved our initials for life
And today, the big limousine is here to take her away...
 

I don't know what she's looking for and why she's leaving,
I don't know where she's going, and I don't want to know.
I've been living across from Alice's door for eighteen years
Eighteen years waiting for another chance to tell her that I love her
But now I'll have
To get out of the habit of living across from Alice's door...
 

Sophie calls me back, tells me that she too has been waiting for this moment for eighteen years,
That she loves me, that she only lives for me, that I will forget Alice
But I don't hear her,
It's Alice that I want,
And the big limousine disappears...
 

I don't know what she's looking for and why she's leaving,
I don't know where she's going
And I don't want to know. I've been living across from Alice's door for eighteen years
Eighteen years waiting for another chance to tell her that I love her
But now I'll have
To get out of the habit of living across from Alice's door...
 


2024.10.02.

Different Identity





I told, I told myself
I thought of changing my identity
Maybe this time I'll know not to give up
I'm imagining how I'd be a different person
 

And she asks if you've always been there
And every time you know to reply (to what I can't say)
She sees in me the things she searched for
She believed it was what she needed
But who she sees is not me
 

I promised myself, that I'd deal with everything (everything)
Even during nice moments, I want to say I can't,
I tried everything!
 

I lied, I enjoyed not being
I created a world of illusions
 

To this world I always belong,
With fake people who I won't forget,
In a world that's a little superficial, I'm not alone!
 

I promised myself, that I'd deal with everything (everything)
Even during nice moments, I want to say I can't,
I tried everything!
 

I promised myself, that I'd deal with everything (everything)
Even during nice moments, I want to say I can't,
I tried everything!
 


2024.10.02.

I was gonna leave you today





Soon I won't remember anymore
How it feels like
When you fall asleep within your smell
I wouldn't remember even
How your face changes
When I call you 'pigeon, pigeon'
And you reply 'pigeon, pigeon'
 

I was gonna leave you today
I'm still here but I won't stay
The words frozen inside of me
You still don't know
 

Soon I'd be on the other side of this town
I'd wish that we'll never meet again
Your new love
And your new faces
They'd hurt me, ouch ouch
It hurts, ouch ouch
 

I was gonna leave you today
I'm still here but I won't stay
The words frozen inside of me
You still don't know
You still don't know
I was gonna leave you today
I'm still here but I won't stay
The words frozen inside of me
You still don't know
I was gonna leave you today
 


2024.10.02.

Lie to me, lie to me





I am pulling out wounds and tattoos
I am black, I know man, so please do not lie to me.
We were not brave and we are not young anymore.
I am afraid of home immigrants
 

Lie to me, lie me
Until the first snow falls.
Make me an addict, make me an addict
and then cure me, and then cure me.