Текст и перевод песни Baze - Am Ändi Vom Tag

Am Ändi Vom Tag

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

What remains at the end of the day is your place in my heart
And mine in yours, I only look to see who needs it
When all the dirt that plagues us is finally gone
Things will look up again, just look to see who needs it

What remains at the end of the day
If I didn't know, I'd be so blind
Every person you've gone through phases with
Even if only scraps remained under our dining table
Everyone is a part of it, whether friend or foe
Eating from a single trough
And if there were a single god, he would be, God knows
Not so free from 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
I want to scream when my thoughts race
Alone in my room, snow falls outside
We ride, we ride, and that's okay
We fight, we love, that's how it is
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 who needs it
When all the dirt that plagues us is finally gone
Things will look up again, just look to see who needs it

What it all leads to doesn't matter
The main thing is we're still here together on the couch

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

What it all leads to doesn't matter
The main thing is we're still here together on the couch

No, I don't want to turn out the same
Turning out the same would be so blind
Everyone has their corpses in the cellar
Every cellar has its different tastes
Looking out the window, I see grey houses
And I numb myself until they shine in color
Not listening 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 who needs it
When all the dirt that plagues us is finally gone
Things will look up again, just look to see who needs it