God Bless the Child (Groover mix) - Billie Holiday перевод на немецкий

God Bless the Child (Groover mix)

Them that's got shall have
Them that's not shall lose
So the Bible says and it still is news
Mama may have, Papa may have
But God bless the child that's got his own, that's got his own

Yes the strong get smart
While the weak ones fade
Empty pockets don't ever make the grade
Mama may have, Papa may have
But God bless the child that's got his own, that's got his own

Money, you've got lots of friends
They're crowding around your door
But when you're gone and spending ends
They don't come no more
Rich relations give crusts of bread and such
You can help yourself, but don't take too much
Mama may have, Papa may have
But God bless the child that's got his own, that's got his own

Money you've got lots of friends
They're crowding around your door
But when you're gone and spending ends
They don't come no more
Rich relations give crusts of bread and such
You can help yourself, but don't take too much
Mama may have, Papa may have
But God bless the child that's got his own, that's got his own

Here just don't worry about nothing cause he's got his own
Yes, he's got his own

Gott segne das Kind (Groover-Mix)

Wer hat, dem wird gegeben
Wer nichts hat, dem wird genommen
So steht's in der Schrift, und es bleibt heut' wahrgenommen
Mama mag haben, Papa mag haben
Doch Gott segne das Kind, das sein Eigenes hat, das sein Eigenes hat

Ja, die Starken sind gewitzt
Während Schwache vergehen
Leere Taschen kann nie die Prüfung bestehen
Mama mag haben, Papa mag haben
Doch Gott segne das Kind, das sein Eigenes hat, das sein Eigenes hat

Geld, du hast viele Freunde
Sie drängen sich an deiner Tür
Doch wenn du fort bist, das Geld zu Ende
Kommt keiner mehr hier
Reiche Verwandte geben Krusten und Brot
Nimm dir was du brauchst, aber nicht zu viel rot
Mama mag haben, Papa mag haben
Doch Gott segne das Kind, das sein Eigenes hat, das sein Eigenes hat

Geld, du hast viele Freunde
Sie drängen sich an deiner Tür
Doch wenn du fort bist, das Geld zu Ende
Kommt keiner mehr hier
Reiche Verwandte geben Krusten und Brot
Nimm dir was du brauchst, aber nicht zu viel rot
Mama mag haben, Papa mag haben
Doch Gott segne das Kind, das sein Eigenes hat, das sein Eigenes hat

Er braucht sich um nichts zu sorgen, denn er hat sein Eigenes
Ja, er hat sein Eigenes