Текст и перевод песни BAP - Et letzte Leed

Et letzte Leed

1)
Wemmer he fäädisch sinn
Setze mir uns eez ens hin
Un schwaaden durch, wiet hück jelaufen ess,
Trecken uns e Bier erinn,
Schnappe Luff un rauchen ein
Un donoh, do weed he affjebaut.
Dä Angelito trick de Kabel russ
Un en dä Zick, do hollt dä Bernd dä Buss.
Refr.:
Et letzte Leed hück Ohvend,
Dann ess he Fierohvend,
Dann jeht et heim
Noh der Mamm, noh der Frau
Nohm wärme Arsch em Bett.
2)
Aanlaach affjebaut erussjedraare,
En dä LKW erinnjelaade,
Dä Stress ess uss, Tschüß bess ahm Donnersdaach.
Donnersdaach dä nächste Gig,
Dann weed et och ald widder höchste Zick,
Dat mer die Bühnebredder spührt un et Publikum.
Et mäht uns Spaß, un mir dat trick,
Sibbe Köpp, veezehn Häng für ein Musik.
Refr.:
Et letzte Leed hück Ohvend,
Dann ess he Fierohvend,
Dann jeht et heim
Noh der Mamm, noh der Frau
Nohm wärme Arsch em Bett.
3)
Eventuell, et künnt jo sinn,
Hatt ihr em Kopp de selve Dinger drinn,
Vun dänne mir üch hück e bessje jet jesunge hann.
Mer wollte nit Messias sinn,
Vun wäje doot jet oder loot jet sinn,
Mer wollte nur verzälle, wat ahm Eng och üch passiert.
Maat et joot, villeich bess irjendwann,
Dann trefft ihr he die selve sibbe Mann.
Refr.:
Et letzte Leed hück Ohvend,
Dann ess he Fierohvend,
Dann jeht et heim
Noh der Mamm, noh der Frau
Nohm wärme Arsch em Bett.

The Last Song

1)
When we have finished here,
Let's sit down for a while
And chat about how today went by,
Let's get ourselves a beer,
Take a breath of fresh air and smoke a cigarette
And then, the stage will be dismantled.
Angelito will unplug the cables
And Bernd will fetch the tour bus in the meantime.
Chorus:
The last song tonight,
Then it's over,
Then we'll go home
To our mothers, to our wives
To our warm beds.
2)
Equipment dismantled and packed away,
Loaded into the trucks,
The stress is gone, see you on Thursday.
Thursday, the next gig,
Then it's high time again,
To feel the stage and the audience.
It's fun for us, and we've got it down,
Seven heads, fourteen hands for one music.
Chorus:
The last song tonight,
Then it's over,
Then we'll go home
To our mothers, to our wives
To our warm beds.
3)
Maybe, just maybe,
You have the same things in your mind,
That we've sung to you a little bit about tonight.
We don't want to be the saviors,
Don't do anything or don't let anything be,
We just wanted to tell you what happens to you in the end.
Take care, maybe until sometime,
You'll meet the same seven men here.
Chorus:
The last song tonight,
Then it's over,
Then we'll go home
To our mothers, to our wives
To our warm beds.