Paroles et traduction Wolfgang Ambros - Tagwache - Live

Tagwache - Live

Links um, rechts um schallt es schroff
über den Kasernenhof
Grau in grau wohin i schau.
Und Ana, a gaunz a Klaner,
Der schreit und wird immer länger
Und er schreit und er schreit und er schreit und schreit
Bis eam die Aug'n wie Topfennockerl ausehäng'n
Jojo in Zivü, do war er net vü,
Owa beim Militär do is er wer.
Jojo in Zivü, do war er net vü,
Owa beim Militär do is er wer,
Ja do is er hoid wer!
Im Gleichschritt muasst sogar zum Essen geh'n,
A hoibe Stund' laung Schlangen steh'n.
Es is so wie im Häf'n.
Drum hebt's die Hand zum Kappenrand,
Wir leb'n in an schänen, in an schänen freien Land.
Jo und do gibt's so Weh, die leb'n a no von dem Schmäh
Jo und do gibt's so Weh,
Die leb'n a no von dem Schmäh.
Jojo in Zivü, do warn's net vü,
Do warn's net vü,
Owa beim Militär, do sans jetzt wer,
Jo do sans jetzt wer.
Jojo in Zivü, do warn's net vü,
Do warn's net vü,
Owa jetzt beim Militär, do sans hoit wer,
Jo do sans hoit wer.
Mit'n G'wehr und mit'm Sturmgepäck,
Liegst an hoiben Tag im Dreck,
Weils da Lü hoit so wü.
DECKEN! Platsch, und schon wieder liegst im Gatsch, owa wos, wos is der Herr Minister,
Jo wos is a schon und wos kaun er no werd'n,
Geg'n an völlig fett'n Abrüster, I sog: "Auf Wiederschaun meine Herrn und jetzt hobts mi gern.
Jojo in Zivü, des is a Gfüh,
Jo des is a Gfüh,
Und nimma mehr beim Militär
Und nimma mehr beim Militär. Jeahjeah
Jojo in Zivü, des is a Gfüh,
A leiwandes Gfüh,
Und nimma mehr beim Militär
Und nimma mehr beim Militär.
Es is so leiwand.
Wiederschaun meine Herr'n!
Mit mir kennts nimma plär'n,
Und i Pfeif auf eure Stern.
Hab't Acht, rechts um, im Schritt Marsch
Links zwo drei vier, links zwo drei vier,
Links zwo drei vier, links zwo drei vier.

Reveille - Live

Left, right, it echoes harshly
Across the barracks yard
Gray on gray everywhere I look.
And Anna, just a little one,
Who screams and gets longer and longer
And he screams and he screams and he screams and he screams
Until his eyes are hanging out like dumplings
Jojo in civilian clothes, he wasn't much there,
But in the military, he's someone.
Jojo in civilian clothes, he wasn't much there,
But in the military, he's someone,
Yes, there he is, someone!
You even have to march in step to eat,
Standing in lines for half an hour.
It's just like in prison.
So raise your hand to the brim of your cap,
We live in a beautiful, a beautiful free country.
Oh, and there are some fools who still live by that crap
Oh, and there are some fools,
Who still live by that crap.
Jojo in civilian clothes, they weren't much there,
They weren't much there,
But in the military, they're someone now,
Yes, they're someone now.
Jojo in civilian clothes, they weren't much there,
They weren't much there,
But now in the military, they're someone,
Yes, they're someone.
With a rifle and a combat pack,
You lie in the mud for half a day,
Because the air is so humid.
COVER! Splash, and again you're lying in the mud, but what, what is the Mr. Minister,
Yes, what is he already and what can he become,
Against a completely fat disarmament, I say: "Goodbye, my lords, and now you like me.
Jojo in civilian clothes, that's a feeling,
Yes, that's a feeling,
And no longer in the military
And no longer in the military. Yeah
Jojo in civilian clothes, that's a feeling,
A great feeling,
And no longer in the military
And no longer in the military.
It's so great.
Goodbye, my lords!
You can't make me cry anymore,
And I don't care about your stars.
Attention, right turn, march
Left two three four, left two three four,
Left two three four, left two three four.