Blues - Gölä & Bänd traduction en anglais

Blues

Mir ghöres im radio
Im fernseh chonnts o
Jede tag um die glichi zyt
Isches wider so wit

Si gäh enang uufe gring
Si schlachte sich ab
Müetere verliere ching
Vättere schufle grab

Sit i mi mah erinnere
Geit das scho e so
S'tuet sich geng verschlimmere
Gseht us aus würds nid besser cho

Für was hei mir
Ouge zum luege
We mir doch nüt gseh
U ghöre tüe mir ja scho lang nüm meh
So viu läbe im dräck
U niemer zieht se druus
Wöu üs ghört d'wäut
U ihne, ihne löh mer dr blues

Sit's mönsche git uf dere wäut
Geit das scho e so
Wöu eine dä wird nume riich
Wen är eim aus het gno

Wöu irgendeis vor langer zyt
Het jede glich viu gha
Bis eine uf d'idee isch cho
är mües meh aus dise ha

U hesch nümm bisch niemmer meh
U ds läbe zieht a dr verbi
U niemer mau nüt isch nüt
S'isch scho immer so gsi

Für was hei mir
Ouge zum luege
We mir doch nüt gseh
U ghöre tüe mir ja scho lang nüm meh
So viu läbe im dräck
U niemer zieht se druus
Wöu üs ghört d'wäut
U ihne, ihne löh mer dr blues

Si gäh enang uf e gring
Si schlachte sich ab
Müetere verliere ching
Vättere schufle grab

Für was hei mir
Ouge zum luege
We mir doch nüt gseh
U ghöre tüe mir ja scho lang nüm meh
So viu läbe im dräck
U niemer zieht se druus
Wöu üs ghört d'wäut
U ihne, ihne löh mer dr blues

Blues

We hear it on the radio
We see it on TV
Every day at the same time
It's here again

They give each other a hard time
They kill each other
Mothers lose children
Fathers dig graves

For as long as I can remember
It's been like this
It keeps getting worse
It looks like it's not going to get better

Why do we have
Eyes to see
If we don't see anything
And we haven't heard anything for a long time
So many lives in the dirt
And nobody pulls them out
Because the world belongs to us
And to them, they're the blues

Since there have been people on this earth
It's been like this
Because one of them will only get rich
When he has taken everything from us

Because someone long ago
Had everything the same
Until one came to the idea
He had to have more than this

And if you don't have anything, you are nothing
And life passes you by
And nobody wants nothing
It's always been that way

Why do we have
Eyes to see
If we don't see anything
And we haven't heard anything for a long time
So many lives in the dirt
And nobody pulls them out
Because the world belongs to us
And to them, they're the blues

They give each other a hard time
They kill each other
Mothers lose children
Fathers dig graves

Why do we have
Eyes to see
If we don't see anything
And we haven't heard anything for a long time
So many lives in the dirt
And nobody pulls them out
Because the world belongs to us
And to them, they're the blues