Lyrics and translation Miss Montreal - Bi-j Allebei

Bi-j Allebei

Doar hej 'm weer an, 't is half zeuven smaarns
De zon gooit een gloed op 't huus
De bus wordt steeds kleiner, i-j heurt 'm nog goan
Muu moar voldaon bi-j weer thuus
'T hundjen is bli-j, hef d'n hele nacht trouw op ow gewacht
Op de trap kom i-j mekaar in 't tegen... en i-j lacht
Als ik weggoa van de één, kump d'n ander mien halen
In de bus van de rock en roll band
De jongens die bunt d'r, ik geleuf da-j mot goan
Da's veur ow 'n moment dat nooit went
I-j wordt stil, holt ow groot, holt ow stoer, völ succes, völ plezier
Pak mien jas van de kapstok en goa en i-j blieft alleen hier

Bi-j allebei ku-j owzelf wean
En ik wil geen één van beien ooit kwiet
Bi-j allebei ku-j owzelf wean
Altied

Bi-j de één mo-j a-j thuuskomt met de hengel aanbellen
Bi-j d'n ander krie-j alleen moar applaus
Bi-j de één loa-j egaals ow geldingsdrang gelden
Bi-j d'n ander bu-j roomser as de paus
En moar lachen en moar reren en moar knappen elk weekend egaals weer
Moar thuus ku-j owzelf wean en geleuf moar dat ik dat waardeer

Bi-j allebei ku-j owzelf wean
En ik wil geen één van beien ooit kwiet
Bi-j allebei ku-j owzelf wean
Altied

Bi-j allebei ku-j owzelf wean
En ik wil geen één van beien ooit kwiet
Bi-j allebei ku-j owzelf wean
Altied
Doar hej 'm weer an, 't is half zeuven smaarns
De zon gooit een gloed op 't huus

Bi-j Allebei

Honey, I'm back, it's half past seven in the morning
The sun casts a glow on the house
The bus is getting smaller, you can still hear it go
But you're satisfied to be home again
The dog is happy, has faithfully waited for you all night
You meet on the stairs... and you smile
When I leave one, the other comes to get me
In the van of the rock and roll band
The boys are there, I think you have to go
That's a moment for you that never gets old
You become quiet, hold yourself tall, hold yourself strong, much success, much fun
Grab my jacket from the coat rack and go and you stay here alone

With both of you, you can be yourself
And I never want to lose either of you
With both of you, you can be yourself
Always

With one, you must ring the bell with the fishing rod when you come home
With the other, you only get applause
With one, you can just show off your ambition
With the other, you're more Catholic than the Pope
And just laugh and rave and crack jokes every weekend again
But at home you can be yourself and believe me, I appreciate that

With both of you, you can be yourself
And I never want to lose either of you
With both of you, you can be yourself
Always

With both of you, you can be yourself
And I never want to lose either of you
With both of you, you can be yourself
Always
There he is again, it's half past seven in the morning
The sun casts a glow on the house