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Bälpmoos - Live

I schtah jede Tag da usse
Gseh die Füger cho un gah
Häbe d Nase i di chauti Morgeluft
Wo nach Trybschtoff schmöckt
Un dr Näbu chläbt über dr Schtartbahn
Un uf dr Schtartbahn hocke Möwe
Un ds Fäud isch wyss vom Ryf
I gseh uus wie ne Pilot
I myre bruune Bomberjagge
Un em wysse Sydeschal
I weiss es haargenau
I ha die Type lang gnue schtudiert
Scho als chlyne Giel
Bin I Samschti für Samschti
Ging da usse gsi
Un ha Modällflugzüg
I Himmel ufegschickt
I ha′s scho denn gwüsst
Irgendeinisch gahn I o
Bälpmoos - schpick mi furt vo hie
Bälpmoos - mir isch's glych wenn un wie
Es fahrt e schwarzi Limousine vor
Un ne gschalete Chauffeur
Schleppt Goffere un schwäri Täsche
Umenang
Un ne rychi runzlegi Sou im Pelz
Schtygt gschtabig uus
Shit
Dene ghört d Wäut
Bälpmoos - schpick mi furt vo hie
Wenn I die Chance hätt
Un ds gäut
I gieng a ds Kap der guten Hoffnung
I ha ir schwyzer Illuschtrierte einisch
Bilder gseh
Un när chäm I nie meh zrügg
Hätt e Insle un ne Frou
Un alles won I miech
Würd I mache wüll I′s wott
Un nid wüll's angeri wie
Ersch rächt nid wüll I müesst
Bälpmoos - schpick mi furt vo hie
Bälpmoos - mir isch's glych wenn un wie

Bälpmoos - Live

Every day I stand out there
I watch the planes come and go
I hold my nose in the cold morning air
It smells like jet fuel
And the neighbor lives near the runway
And there are seagulls on the runway
And the field is white with frost
I look like a pilot
In my brown bomber jacket
And my white silk scarf
I know exactly
I've been studying this type long enough
Even as a young boy
Every Saturday
I was out there
And I flew model airplanes
Up into the sky
I knew even then
Someday I'll take off too
Bälpmoos - pick me up from here
Bälpmoos - I don't care when or how
A black limousine pulls up
And a uniformed chauffeur
Carries bags and heavy bags
All around
And a rich wrinkled old woman in a fur coat
Steps out gracefully
Shit
The world belongs to them
Bälpmoos - pick me up from here
If I had the chance
And the money
I would go to the Cape of Good Hope
I saw pictures once
In the Swiss illustrated magazine
And then I would never come back
I would have an island and a wife
And everything I want
I would do what I want
And not what others want
Especially not what I have to do
Bälpmoos - pick me up from here
Bälpmoos - I don't care when or how