Текст и перевод песни Baze - Am Ändi Vom Tag - Live

Am Ändi Vom Tag - Live

Was am ändi vom tag no blibt isch mi platz i dim härz
U dine i mim, i luegdr nur zue weni darf
We au dä dräck wonis plagt ändlech mau wäg isch
De geihts wider bärguf, luegdr no nachä weni darf

Was am ändi vom tag no blibt
Wennis nid wüsst wäri so was vo blind
Jedä mönsch wo phase dürläbt hesch
O we nume räschtä blibe ungerem ässtisch
Egau jedä isch e teildrvo, öb fründ oder find
Frässä us eim einzige trog
U gäbs ei einzige gott, wärer weiss gott
Nid so frei vo humor
Was am ändi vom tag no blibt
Si luuter frage wo ke antwort fingsch
Deswägä fauts so verdammt - schwär allei zsi
Wänd i brächä we d gedanke kreise
När i mim zimmer, dusse faut schnee
Mir rite mir rite u aus isch ok
Mir strite, liebe de söus haut so si
Weder himmu no d höu wartet uf üs wöu

Was am ändi vom tag no blibt isch di platz i mim härz
U mine i dim, i luegdr nur zue weni darf
We au dä dräck wonis plagt ändlech mau wäg isch
De geihts wider bärguf, luegdr no nachä weni darf

Was ds aus no bringt isch doch scheiss egau
Houptsach mir si no hie hie näbäang ufdr couch

Loufe über brücke wosi gitter spanne
Ds d lüt nidchöi springe, wo für immer ga wei
Irgendöppis stinkt hie gruusig zum himmu
U di scheisse chläbt a üs nid unger dim stifu
Du chasch schufte di schinde glich blibt
Ungerem strich nix ussert chly luft u liebi
Suugse uf bis mini lungä platzä
Kes wunder bini nur no usser atem
Lueder mau a was si ussdr machä
Wi si ungergrabe aus was di ussgmacht hett
Ufdr routräppä richtig metzger
Doch mir lose nid härä wesi klinge wetzä
Unger mönsche wo zeue wi d stunde verbi gö
Mitem biud vo irem hund ufem t-shirt
Di arsch isch nid grettet nur wöuer nüm weh tuet
U im paradis isch leider grad sperrstund

Was ds aus no bringt isch doch scheiss egau
Houptsach mir si no hie hie näbäang ufdr couch

Nei i miech nid aus nomau glich
Miechi aus nomau glich wäri so was vo blind
Jedä hett sini lichä im chäuer
Jede chäuer sini verschidene gschmäcker
Luegi usem fänschtr gsehni graui hüser
U i betäube mi bis si farbig lüchte
Nid höre bis mi garte wird blüie
Aus schiint müglech amne tag im früelig

Was am ändi vom tag no blibt isch di platz i mim härz
U mine i dim, i luegdr nur zue weni darf
We au dä dräck wonis plagt ändlech mau wäg isch
De geihts wider bärguf, luegdr no nachä weni darf

At the End of the Day - Live

What remains at the end of the day is your place in my heart
And mine in yours, I only look to see if I may
When all the dirt that plagues us is finally gone
Then we'll go uphill again, just look to see if I may

What remains at the end of the day
If I didn't know it, I'd be so blind
Every person you've gone through phases with
Even if only leftovers remained under our dining table
Everyone is a part of it, whether friend or foe
Eating from a single trough
And if there were only one god, he would be, God knows
Not so free of humor
What remains at the end of the day
Are just questions you can't find answers to
That's why it's so damn hard to be alone
When I want to scream as thoughts circle
Just me in my room, snow falling outside
We ride, we ride, and it's okay to be finished
We fight, we love, then it has to be this way
Neither heaven nor hell waits for us because

What remains at the end of the day is your place in my heart
And mine in yours, I only look to see if I may
When all the dirt that plagues us is finally gone
Then we'll go uphill again, just look to see if I may

What comes of it all is shit anyway
The main thing is we're still here, here next to each other on the couch

Walking over bridges that have railings
So that people who want to leave forever can't jump
Something stinks here horribly to high heaven
And the shit sticks to us, not under your shoe
You can work your ass off, still
Under the line, nothing remains but a little air and love
Suck it up until my lungs burst
No wonder I'm just out of breath
Look at what they're making of us
How they undermine what made you
On the red staircase towards the butcher
But we won't let them hear how they want to sound
Among people who watch the hours pass
With the image of their dog on their t-shirt
Your ass isn't saved just because it doesn't hurt anymore
And unfortunately, it's just closing time in paradise

What comes of it all is shit anyway
The main thing is we're still here, here next to each other on the couch

No, I don't want to be different anymore
Wanting to be different would be so blind
Everyone has their bodies in the basement
Every basement has its different tastes
I look out the window and see grey houses
And I numb myself until they glow in color
Not hearing until my garden blooms
It seems possible one day in spring

What remains at the end of the day is your place in my heart
And mine in yours, I only look to see if I may
When all the dirt that plagues us is finally gone
Then we'll go uphill again, just look to see if I may