Paroles et traduction Manillio - Mond

Mond

Lueg mir flüge ufe Mond
Ufe Mond, ufe Mond, ufe Mond
Ufe Mond, ufe Mond, ufe Mond

GKZ zum läng liire wie der Klapproth
Ufem Tisch meh Rächnige aus e Mathprof
Fläcke uf der wysse Weste wiene Sous-Chef
I bi UT, Papaoutai
Täglech Gwitter, Gwitter, Stachugitter, gitter
S'Läbe gönnt sich no e Grapefruit, es isch bitter, bitter
D'Löcher wärden immer grösser i mim Läbenslauf
Do isch nüt i trochne Tüecher wi im Rägewaud
Lug mau

Si wei mit üs nüt z'tue ha
Null Komma nüt z'tue ha
Mir hei üses Züg yypackt
Zünde d'Zündschnur aa

Mir flüge ufe Mond
Ufe Mond, ufe Mond, ufe Mond
Mache zwe Schritt füre u när drü, vier zrugg
Ufe Mond, ufe Mond, ufe Mond
Au di Zwiifu gseh vo do so chli us
D'Ussicht isch no OK wenn mi frogsch
Mir flüge ufe Mond
Ufe Mond, ufe Mond, ufe Mond

Für di sogenannti Normauwäut
Ihri Staudämm
Bini fäuh am Platz, bini wie Fauschgäud
Bini aus wo ne nid passt, ke Legostei
Ohni Metronom, es Demotape
Zwenig sicher für ne Bank, i ha Pächtäg baby
Ha sit 16 ie würklech e F gäh baby
Passe schlächt ine Rahme, sig es Risiko
Wie Gschäft mache via Tipico
Aber Tipitop
I bi nä Minigott i mire Nische
Chaos stoht mit rot ungerstriche i der Fiche
Blicke schief, mir passt ke Aazug
I ha im blau mache scho fasch der schwarz Gurt
Lug mau

Si wei mit üs nüt z'tue ha
Null Komma nüt z'tue ha
Mir hei üses Züg yypackt
Zünde d'Zündschnur aa

Und mir flüge ufe Mond
Ufe Mond, ufe Mond, ufe Mond
Mache zwe Schritt füre und de drü, vier zrugg
Ufe Mond, ufe Mond, ufe Mond
Au di Zwiifu gseh vo do so chli us
D'Ussicht isch no OK wenn mi frogsch
Mir flüge ufe Mond
Ufe Mond, ufe Mond, ufe Mond
Mir flüge ufe Mond
Ufe Mond, ufe Mond, ufe Mond
Mache zwe Schritt füre und de drü, vier zrugg
Ufe Mond, ufe Mond, ufe Mond

Moon

Look, we fly up to the Moon
To the Moon, to the Moon, to the Moon
To the Moon, to the Moon, to the Moon

GKZ to study for a long time like Klapproth
More calculations on the table than a math professor
Stains on the white vest like a sous-chef
I am UT, Papaoutai
Daily storm, storm, barbed wire, wire
Life treats itself to another grapefruit, it's bitter, bitter
The holes are getting bigger and bigger in my CV
There is nothing in dry cloths like in the rainforest
Look

They don't want to have anything to do with us
Zero point nothing to do with us
We have packed our things
Light the fuse

We fly up to the Moon
To the Moon, to the Moon, to the Moon
Take two steps forward, and then three, four back
To the Moon, to the Moon, to the Moon
Even the doubts seem so small to me from here
The view is still okay, if you ask me
We fly up to the Moon
To the Moon, to the Moon, to the Moon

For the so-called standard values
Their dams
I'm in the wrong place, I'm like counterfeit money
I'm out where I don't fit in, not a Lego brick
Without metronome, a demo tape
Too insecure for a bank, I have payday, baby
I've been giving it an F since I was 16, baby
I don't fit into the frame, it's a risk
Like doing business via Tipico
But Tipitop
I am a little god in my own niche
Chaos is underlined in red in the file
Look askance, no suit fits me
I almost have the black belt in doing it the wrong way
Look

They don't want to have anything to do with us
Zero point nothing to do with us
We have packed our things
Light the fuse

And we fly up to the Moon
To the Moon, to the Moon, to the Moon
Take two steps forward and then three, four back
To the Moon, to the Moon, to the Moon
Even the doubts seem so small to me from here
The view is still okay, if you ask me
We fly up to the Moon
To the Moon, to the Moon, to the Moon
We fly up to the Moon
To the Moon, to the Moon, to the Moon
Take two steps forward and then three, four back
To the Moon, to the Moon, to the Moon