Текст и перевод песни Bläck Fööss - Maach et joot

Maach et joot

Maach et jot, mer sin uns widder.
Maach et jot, un kumm jot rüvver.
Bestell dem Herrjott 'n schöne Jroß,
Ov et wirklich nüdig wor,
Dat de su früh jon mots.

Et Levve es wie e Leed, e Melodieche,
Dat erop un erunger jeiht.
Met Strophe för ze laache
Oder et Hätz dr schwer ze mache.
Doch ejal ov en Sinfonie
Oder en janz kleine Melodie,
Sulang et och jeiht,
Irjendwann kütt immer et Eng vum Leed.

Maach et jot, mer sin uns widder.
Maach et jot, un kumm jot rüvver.
Bestell dem Herrjott 'n schöne Jroß,
Ov et wirklich nüdig wor,
Dat de su früh jon mots.

Als Minsch kannste et nit verston,
Die eine kumme, die andere jonn.
Dr Dud spillt an de Uhre,
Löt sich nit in die Kaate lure.
Doch jenoch mit dr Philosophie,
Wenn eine jeiht, jo dann deit et dir wieh.
Wenn de nix mieh mache kannst,
Usser ze kriesche, wie ne Panz.

Maach et jot, mer sin uns widder.
Maach et jot, un kumm jot rüvver.
Bestell dem Herrjott 'n schöne Jroß,
Ov et wirklich nüdig wor,
Dat de su früh jon mots.

Just Be Well

Just be well, we will meet again.
Just be well, and come back well.
Tell the Lord "Hello," from me,
I wonder if it really had to be,
That you had to leave so soon.

Life is like a song, a melody,
That goes up and down.
With verses to make you laugh
Or to make your heart heavy.
But whether it's a symphony
Or a very small melody,
As long as it goes on,
Someday the song will always end.

Just be well, we will meet again.
Just be well, and come back well.
Tell the Lord "Hello," from me,
I wonder if it really had to be,
That you had to leave so soon.

As a person, you cannot understand,
Some come, others go.
Death plays on the clock,
Does not let itself be fooled into the cards.
But enough with the philosophy,
When someone leaves, then it does hurt you.
When there's nothing left for you to do,
Except to cry, like a child.

Just be well, we will meet again.
Just be well, and come back well.
Tell the Lord "Hello," from me,
I wonder if it really had to be,
That you had to leave so soon.