Paroles et traduction Lo & Leduc - Magma im Arm

Magma im Arm

I chalte ab. Aber no immer pumpt das Magma im Arm
Solangs no fliesst, so lang ghörsch du mi flueche
S verbrönnt mir Alles, aber i möcht das nid tuusche
Mir chöi no läbe mitem Magma im Arm
Aber no immer pumpt das Magma im Arm
Solangs no fliesst, so lang ghörsch du mi flueche
S verbrönnt mir Alles, aber i möcht das nid tuusche
Mir chöi no läbe mitem Magma im Arm
1: Lug, mir falte Händ / d Ärde faltet Gebirge
Mir müesse nid dänke / wüu d Zit faltet Stirne
Und überall dert wo Tag isch, isch Schatte
Und Träne grabe es Bachbett i d Backe
Und glych hoff' i, dä Fluss us Träne, dä chunnt nie zum Oug uus
Myni Lider sy e Stoumouur Niagara inne, Sahara usse
Sahara usse
Chli Sand us de Ougewinkle rislet i das Glas
Vo däm Chnochemaa in Schwarz
So lang, bis i de schlaaff'
Drum häb'i mi a däm Stei
Bis i gseh, dass my Name scho druffe steit
Solangs no fliesst, so lang ghörsch du mi flueche
S verbrönnt mir Alles, aber i möcht das nid tuusche
Viu nume no d Steine lige glych
Und nei, es isch nid der Wind, es isch nume die Zyt wo zieht.
Eigentlech ischs still, und i meine...
Nume no d Steine lige glych
Und nei, es isch nid der Wind, es isch nume die Zyt wo zieht.
Eigentlech ischs still, und i meine...
Ey ey (Ooh)
Lug, ds Läbe zeichnet mi, o wenns nie würklech talentiert isch gsy
Kes Wunder erkenn' i mi im Spiegel nid
Und i luege us der Ougehöhli
Mit Wimpere wi Gitterstäb
Und usbräche chan i nume mit däm
(Magma im Arm)
Grad wüu der Chopf rouchnet gloube a das
(Magma im Arm)
Uf dass es nid abchaltet, aus erstarrt
Im Alter wird me immer gschyder, i weiss, d Wahrheit tuet weh (Magma im Arm) und i schrysse e Stei
Und d Lüt säge, was isch Lo, was machsch de für nes Gsicht
Doch es vergeit scho mit der Zyt. Chumm la zersch mau chli Bart drüber wachse (Ooh)
Und i wünsche mer Marmorbacke, wi bin ere Statue
Nur dere cha me nüüt aatue. (Chame nüt aatue)
Nur dere cha me nüüt aatue. (Chame nüt aatue)
Viu nume no d Steine lige glych
Und nei, es isch nid der Wind, es isch nume die Zyt wo zieht.
Eigentlech ischs still, und i meine...
Nume no d Steine lige glych
Und nei, es isch nid der Wind, es isch nume die Zyt wo zieht.
Eigentlech ischs still, und i meine...
...wüsse wär viel viel, wüsse wär viel viel gemeiner, es wär so viel viel gemeiner, Ooh gemeiner
(Ooh) (Ooh) (Ooh)
Mir chöi no läbe mitem (Ooh), (Ooh), (Ooh)
I chalte ab. Aber no immer pumpt das Magma im Arm
Solangs no fliesst, so lang ghörsch du mi flueche
S verbrönnt mir Alles, aber i möcht das nid tuusche
Mir chöi no läbe mitem (Ooh), (Ooh)
Mir chöi no läbe mitem (Ooh), (Ooh)
Mir chöi no läbe mitem (Ooh), (Ooh)
(Ooh) (Ooh)

Magma in My Arm

I'm cooling down. But the magma still pumps in my arm
As long as it flows, you'll hear me curse
It burns everything, but I wouldn't trade it for anything
We can still live with the magma in my arm
But the magma still pumps in my arm
As long as it flows, you'll hear me curse
It burns everything, but I wouldn't trade it for anything
We can still live with the magma in my arm
1: Look, we fold hands / the Earth folds mountains
We don't have to think / because time wrinkles foreheads
And everywhere where there is day, there is shadow
And tears dig a riverbed in the cheeks
And soon I hope, that river of tears, it never comes out of the eye
My songs are a dam wall, Niagara inside, Sahara outside
Sahara outside
A little sand from the corner of my eye trickles into this glass
From the bone man in black
Until I fall asleep
That's why I held onto this stone
Until I see that my name is already on it
As long as it flows, you'll hear me curse
It burns everything, but I wouldn't trade it for anything
See, only the stones still lie the same
And no, it's not the wind, it's just time passing by.
Actually, it's quiet, and I mean...
Only the stones still lie the same
And no, it's not the wind, it's just time passing by.
Actually, it's quiet, and I mean...
Ey ey (Ooh)
Look, life draws me, even if it was never really talented
No wonder I don't recognize myself in the mirror
And I look out from the eye socket
With eyelashes like prison bars
And I can only break out with this
(Magma in my arm)
Just because the head is smoking, believe in this
(Magma in my arm)
So it doesn't cool down, doesn't solidify
With age, you get wiser, I know, the truth hurts (Magma in my arm) and I scream a stone
And people say, what's Lo, what kind of face are you making
But it'll pass with time. Come on, let's grow a beard over it first (Ooh)
And I wish for marble cheeks, like a statue
They can't do anything to that. (Can't do anything)
They can't do anything to that. (Can't do anything)
See, only the stones still lie the same
And no, it's not the wind, it's just time passing by.
Actually, it's quiet, and I mean...
Only the stones still lie the same
And no, it's not the wind, it's just time passing by.
Actually, it's quiet, and I mean...
...knowing would be much much, knowing would be much much meaner, it would be so much much meaner, Ooh meaner
(Ooh) (Ooh) (Ooh)
We can still live with the (Ooh), (Ooh), (Ooh)
I'm cooling down. But the magma still pumps in my arm
As long as it flows, you'll hear me curse
It burns everything, but I wouldn't trade it for anything
We can still live with the (Ooh), (Ooh)
We can still live with the (Ooh), (Ooh)
We can still live with the (Ooh), (Ooh)
(Ooh) (Ooh)