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All die Aureblecke

Fünf Uhr morjens un en Katz läuf övver't Daach,
Eezte Strooßebahne, koote Sommernaach.
Cargo-Fliejer starte immer noch enn Wahn,
Trucks uss Almeria kumme endlich ahn.
Un do, 'ne Jüterzoch,
En Siren, Ambulanz oder Schmier.
Ach ja, Duuve gurre och,
Un minge Hungk dräump, dat e' jefährlich wöhr.

Jeht klar, kein Frooch, et ess alles okay,
Och die kostbarste Momente jonn vorbei.
Schon klar, doch,hey, dat deit nit ens wieh.
All die Aureblecke nimmp mir keiner mieh.
Janz bestemmp, die nimmp mir keiner mieh.

Sick ich denke kann, wohr alles Rock'n'Roll,
Alles uss der Hüfte, ohne Protokoll,
Ohne Kompass, he un do 'n verbrannte Bröck,
Volles Rohr un kein Jefangne, kei Zoröck.
Ja klar, einiges jing schief,
Ävver wat heiß dat schon? Dat wohr dä Deal.
'T ess wohr, wat letzendlich blieht,
Da' 'ss die Jewessheit: Dä Wääsch ess et Ziel.

Jeht klar, kein Frooch, et ess alles okay,
Och die kostbarste Momente jonn vorbei.
Schon klar, doch, hey, dat deit nit ens wieh.
All die Aureblecke nimmp mir keiner mieh.
Janz bestemmp, die nimmp mir keiner mieh.

Manche Aureblecke verjisste nie,
Die sinn wie Fotos uss der Holographie.
Schlaach dä Rest bei Aristoteles noh,
Schlaue Mann, schon vüür mieh als zweitausend Johr.
Janz bestemmp.

Nä, nä, kein Frooch, et ess alles okay,
Och die kostbarste Momente jonn vorbei.
Schon klar, doch, hey, dat deit nit ens wieh.
All die Aureblecke nimmp mir keiner mieh.

All the Good Times

Five o'clock morning, a cat runs across the roof,
First streetcar, cold summer night.
Cargo planes still take off in a frenzy,
Trucks from Almeria finally arrive.
And then, a freight train,
A siren, ambulance or police.
Oh yes, pigeons are cooing too,
And my stomach dreams that it's dangerous.

Come on, no question, everything's okay,
Even the most precious moments pass away.
Sure enough, hey, it doesn't even hurt.
All the good times, no one can take away from me anymore.
Absolutely, no one can take them away from me anymore.

For as long as I can remember, everything was rock'n'roll,
Everything from the hip, without protocol,
Without a compass, here and there a burnt piece,
Full speed ahead and no prisoners, no going back.
Yeah sure, some things went wrong,
But what does that matter? That was the deal.
It's true, what ultimately remains,
There's the certainty: The journey is the destination.

Come on, no question, everything's okay,
Even the most precious moments pass away.
Sure enough, hey, it doesn't even hurt.
All the good times, no one can take away from me anymore.
Absolutely, no one can take them away from me anymore.

Some good times you never forget,
They're like photos from a holography.
Throw the rest at Aristotle,
Smart man, already over two thousand years before me.
Absolutely.

No, no, no question, everything's okay,
Even the most precious moments pass away.
Sure enough, hey, it doesn't even hurt.
All the good times, no one can take away from me anymore.