Текст и перевод песни Bläck Fööss - Eierquell (Medley) - Live / 2013 Remaster

Eierquell (Medley) - Live / 2013 Remaster

Wenn et dat Aapejeseech nit hät
Un nit esu platt wör wie e Brett
Wör dat Fienche alt lang bei d'r Revue
Denn die Bein sin janit schlääch
Nur die Fööss die ston jet schräch
Un beim Danze wie en Truffel en de Hüh!

Hänsjen klein, voll wie en Schwein
Fiel mit d'r Tür in et Haus hinein
Schrubber op d'r Hoot, erus us dä Bud
Denn die Ahl hatt Woot

Uns wor ens e Stöck Rasierseif
En de Maibowl jefalle - plitsch platsch
Mir woren äwer ze bang do drüver ze kalle - plitsch platsch
Uns Oma meint die schmeck äwer fies
Un beim Singe do stund uns d'r Schum vür de Schnüss
Plitsch platsch - plitsch platsch - plitsch platsch

Bettwänzjer, Bettwänzjer kribbele, kribbele
De Mam deit de Bettstell vun d'r Wand avvschibbele
D'r Pap met d'r Lühlamp es am kroose
En däm Durcheinander sin de Pänz am roose
Bettwänzjer, Bettwänzjer kribbele, kribbele
De Mam deit de Bettstell vun d'r Wand avvschibbele
D'r Pap met d'r Lühlamp hängk hinger däm Schaaf
Un brennt de half Tapeet eraf

Unsere Meister wor ens fott
Han 'mer de Schubkar verklopp
Un dann versoffe
Jetz müsse mir die Klamotte drage
Die mir süns han jefahre

Ernst, wat han se dir jedon
Du kanns jo nit mieh jon
Du häs jo keine Rhythmus
Du häs Rheumatismus
Ernst, hol dir 'ne Krankesching
Du höpps jo wie e Kning
Sach Ernst wat kann dat sin

Sach wat haste en de Knoche
Es dat vielleich noch vun de Flitterwoche
Oder haste ahn n'r naße Mur jeläje
Du sühs jo bal wie enjelaufen us
Nä, Ernst wat haste vör ne Jang
Sach häste dat ald lang
Mir weed jo vör d'r bang

Kam ein Bügeleisen geflogen
Setzt sich nieder auf mein Fuß
D'r dicke Zeh ist nun verbogen
Von d'r Schwiegermutter einen Jruß

Laßt uns nicht so lange stehn
Denn wir müssen weiter gehen
Weiter gehn

Egg Spring (Medley) - Live / 2013 Remaster

If the Monkey Island didn't exist,
And was not as flat as a board,
The birdie would have been in the revue for a long time,
Because the legs aren't bad at all,
Only the feet are a bit crooked,
And when dancing like a truffle in the coop!

Little Hans, drunk as a pig,
Fell through the door into the house,
Scrubber on his head, out of the booth,
Because the old woman was angry.

Once we had a bar of shaving soap,
Which fell into the Maypole - splash, splash!
But we were too afraid to talk about it - splash, splash!
Our grandma said it tasted awful,
And when we sang, we had foam in front of our noses,
Splash - splash - splash

Bed bugs, bed bugs, creep, creep,
Mom pushes the bedstead away from the wall,
Dad's crawling with the light bulb,
In all the confusion the kids make a mess,
Bed bugs, bed bugs, creep, creep,
Mom pushes the bedstead away from the wall,
Dad hangs behind the sheep with the light bulb,
And burns half the wallpaper.

Our master was gone once,
We sold the wheelbarrow,
And then we drank it,
Now we have to wear the clothes,
Which we usually drove.

Ernst, what have they done to you,
You can't walk anymore,
You have no rhythm,
You have rheumatism,
Ernst, get a sick call,
You jump like a rabbit,
Tell me Ernst, what could it be

Tell me, what do you have in your bones,
Is it perhaps still from the honeymoon,
Or did you lie down on a wet wall,
You almost look swollen,
No, Ernst, what do you have for a guy,
Tell me, have you had it for a long time,
I'm getting scared of it.

An iron came flying,
Sits down on my foot,
The big toe is now bent,
A greeting from your mother-in-law.

Let's not stand here for so long,
For we must go on,
Move on.