Paroles et traduction BAP - Frankie un er (Unplugged Version)

Frankie un er (Unplugged Version)

Tja, sing Barthoore weede wieß,
övverhaup föhlt e' sich wie e' Wrack,
Dä Typ, dä e' em Speejel sieht,
Ess letzte Naach stekum versack.
Ohne Jrund, uss 'äm Nirjendwo
Meld sich aff un zo einfach dä Blues.
Sing Frau looch ald öm elf em Bett,
Un die Pänz sinn ald lang uss 'äm Huus.
Irj'nden Gameshow op RTL oder Sat.1,
E' paar Jläser Wing,
Bess e' irj'ndwann op Frankie kohm:
"Wo maach dä Affjedriehte jetz sinn?"
Frankie un er, dat wohr die Zick,
Enn der selden nur jet ahnjebrannt,
Konventione wohr'n Spießerkrohm
Un Vernunft einfach unintressant.
Frankie un er, wenn't drop ahnkohm
Noh dä letzte Rund noch bess ahn't Meer,
Wo't Krokette zom Fröhstöck joov,
Bess noh Zandvoort, bess ahn et Meer,
Frankie un er, bess ahn et Meer ...
Un dann kohm noch zur Jeisterstund,
Ungertitelt, ne urahle Film:
Elia Kazan, met James Dean,
Dä e' mindestens zehnmohl jesinn.
Dissmohl nit, bloß kein Nostalgie,
Trotzdäm feel singe Vatter ihm ein,
Singe Sohn och, wat wohr e' wohl selvs
Für 'ne Vatter für singe Klein?
Frankie un er, wenn't drop ahnkohm
Noh dä letzte Rund noch bess ahn't Meer,
Wo't Krokette zom Fröhstöck joov,
Bess noh Zandvoort, bess ahn et Meer,
Frankie un er, bess ahn et Meer ...
Rosie schleef jed'nfalls, als e' kohm.
Un 'ne Mohnd wie 'n Tequila-Zitron
Scheen en't Zemmer, hä bleet koot stonn:
"Ming Frau . su kann et jonn".
Un 'ne Clip met 'nem Transit leef em Zeitraffer aff:
Vun zwei Fründ' un 'nem Mädche
– 'nem Siejer un einem, dä't nit jeschaff.
Frankie un er, wenn't drop ahnkohm
Noh dä letzte Rund noch bess ahn't Meer,
Wo't Krokette zom Fröhstöck joov,
Bess noh Zandvoort, bess ahn et Meer,
Frankie un er, bess ahn et Meer ...

Frankie and You (Unplugged Version)

Well, you know how it is, my dear,
You feel like a wreck,
The guy you see in the mirror,
Last night ended up being a mess.
For no reason, out of nowhere
The blues just show up, simple as that.
Your wife's been in bed since eleven,
And the kids have long since left the house.
Some game show on RTL or Sat.1,
A couple of glasses of wine,
Until you suddenly thought of Frankie:
“Where is that crazy guy now?”
Frankie and you, those were the days,
When seldom anything got burned,
Conventions were for prudes
And reason was simply uninteresting.
Frankie and you, when it came down to it
After the last round, all the way to the sea,
Where there were croquettes for breakfast,
All the way to Zandvoort, all the way to the sea,
Frankie and you, all the way to the sea ...
And then, at the witching hour,
Unannounced, an old movie came on:
Elia Kazan, with James Dean,
Which you've seen at least ten times.
Not this time, no nostalgia,
Even so, you missed your father
And your son, what kind of
Father were you to your little one?
Frankie and you, when it came down to it
After the last round, all the way to the sea,
Where there were croquettes for breakfast,
All the way to Zandvoort, all the way to the sea,
Frankie and you, all the way to the sea ...
Anyway, Rosie was asleep when you arrived.
And a moon like a tequila-lime
Shone into the room, you stood there briefly:
“My wife ... that's how it can go”.
And a clip with a Transit van ran in fast motion:
About two friends and a girl
– One who made it and one who didn't.
Frankie and you, when it came down to it
After the last round, all the way to the sea,
Where there were croquettes for breakfast,
All the way to Zandvoort, all the way to the sea,
Frankie and you, all the way to the sea ...