Lyrics and translation Ostbahn-Kurti & Die Chefpartie - Feiertog

Feiertog

Kumm, Oida, geh ins Bett heast
Es is scho spät
Des ganze Redn
Des hod doch eh kan Sinn
I bin muagn nimma do
Fahr so frua wias geht
Und des bleibt a so
Waaßt eh wia stur i bin

Do is a Finstan in dem Zimma
Und de mocht uns krank
Und de Finstan legt si
Über d'ganze Stadt
Und sie hört ned auf
Na, sie reißt ned auf
Aber sie mocht mit mia ned
Wos mia auntan hot

Es is so weit
Muagn is mei Feiertog
Muagn is a Feiertog
Allaa fia mi
Es is so weit
Muagn is mei Feiertog
A Feiertog fia mi

Und i waaß ned wos des ollweu woa
Mit dia und mia
Mia ham nix g'redt mitanaund
Ham wenig wissen wolln
Und es woa gnua Plotz in de vier Wänd
Fia di und mi
Und vielleicht san ma a z'vü
Ausn söbn Holz

Es is soweit
Muagn is mei Feiertog
Muagn is mei Feiertog
Weu i ned wartn mog
Fia mi is's Zeit
Muagn is mei Feiertog
Weu i ned wartn mog
Bis aufn jüngsten Tog

Im Espresso wirds wia ausgstorbn sei
Beim Wirtn a
Auf da Stroßn kane Leit
Da Pforra lest sei Mess allaa
Weu es wird a Sonntog sei
Und se san olle draußt aus da Stodt
Oba se kumman auf d'Nocht wieda ham
Nua a poa kumman nimma
Weu de ham wia i im Kopf
A so an komischen Tram

Oida, geh ins Bett, heast
Es is scho spät
Und i waaß wos i wü
Und dass i's do ned kriag
Nie kriagt hob und nie kriagn werd
Weu do ned gnua Plotz is fia di und mi
Und i brauch mehr ois du dir trama kannst
Dass i ned dastick

Fia mi is Zeit
Muagn is mei Feiertog
I waaß, du host a mehr wolln
Oba do host nie danach g'frogt
Fia mi is Zeit
Muagn is mei Feiertog
Und i waaß, i kriag wos i wü
Wann i's laut gnua sog

Holiday

Come on, honey, go to bed, you hear
It's already late
All this talking
It doesn't make any sense
I'll be gone in the morning
I'm leaving as early as I can
And that's how it's going to be
You know how stubborn I am

There's a darkness in this room
And it's making us sick
And this darkness is spreading
Over the whole city
And it's not letting up
No, it's not giving up
But it won't mess with me
What it did to us

It's so far away
Tomorrow is my holiday
Tomorrow is a holiday
Just for me
It's so far away
Tomorrow is my holiday
A holiday for me

And I don't know what it was all about
With you and me
We didn't talk to each other
We didn't want to know
And there was enough space in these four walls
For you and me
And maybe we're just too much alike
Too much cut from the same cloth

It's so far away
Tomorrow is my holiday
Tomorrow is my holiday
Because I don't want to wait
It's time for me
Tomorrow is my holiday
Because I don't want to wait
Until the end

The espresso will be deserted
The innkeeper too
No people on the streets
The priest will say his mass alone
Because it will be Sunday
And they're all out of town
But they'll be back in the night
Only a few won't come back
Because they have what I have in my head
Such a strange streetcar

Honey, go to bed, you hear
It's already late
And I know what I want
And that I won't get it here
Have never gotten it, and never will
Because there's not enough room here for you and me
And I need more than you can dream
So I don't suffocate

It's time for me
Tomorrow is my holiday
I know you wanted more too
But you never asked for it
It's time for me
Tomorrow is my holiday
And I know I'll get what I want
If I say it loud enough