Текст и перевод песни Breitbild - Hätt nit sölla si

Hätt nit sölla si

Spür wia du dini hüfta bewegsch -
Hübsch und adrett, lüschterna bleck,
Wo mer säga well där typ nint mi met,
Der moment nümma gwüsst was isch jetzt? blenda zrugg, han di gschätzt, di begehrt, du häsch gseit es segi leider nöd i aber a
Koleg,
Noher hemmr üs jo praktisch nümma gseh.
Nu nid überneh, i merk no nid ganz - was du wetsch -
Herz oder schwanz?
Hand in hand schtönd mr scho an dr tüüra uf dr schtäga, i fohn a früüra
Säga dr wasi fühla.
I hana gedicht für di gschrieba,
Ahah nid richtig entschieda,
Gfühl nai, sex jo, denn wieder nid,
Was wetsch? säg scho.
Denn hald nid, vergisses,
So isches, hätt ni sölla si,
Du saisch i dörfi, drum küssi di no,
Simmer nid böös, tschüss i muass goh.
I hät ächt nia denkt dasses je so wit kämt, dass dia huara schtadt das so isch unds arsch isch i miar isch
Krass
Doch das gits wia kontäkt wo abbrocha sin wo mr gschwora han, i palti si bii. schtumpf mi ab und palta für mi
Wasi früahner alles teilt hani mit lüüt schtaut sich, ziemli schaisse das gfühl. frooga hät nüt gnützt, gsait hani nüüt, liaber glächlet, doch dahai hani ghüüült, ha mi schlicht und aifach isoliert
Und so isches,
Kuum aifach, wiederzfinda wasi weggworfa han,
Fründschafta, herz und verschtand.
Füühl mi läär, sälber schuld, üab mi drum jetz in geduld,
Denn dia bruchts, sogar viel,
Wia au schmerz, will er hilft gschpüra könna was passiart isch mit miar, es hät nit sölla si, passiart isch passiart.
Es isch wedr herbscht kei wohner(?) wedr kätli noch im sumer und nit well sich d sunna wenig zaigt. schtreba noch unabhängigkait, s tuat mr laid,
Ha numa wenig gsait,
No an letschta kuss und denn aifach hai, abr s isch hald liachter aifach nüt z'säga, als no ais go trinka und denn no über gfüühl z'reda.
Glaub für gwüssi sacha gits aifach kai gründ.
Zersch isch ma verliabt, nocher isch mas nüm.
Kanis nit erklära, sägi liaber nüt, was bringts mr wenni säga du bisch nit min typ wenn i nid amol waiss was füra frau min typ isch?
Du saisch das isch typisch dass us miar nit schlau wiarsch,
Super simmer zwai, i werdas nämlich au nit, ha denkt dass du dia frau bisch, doch inzwüscha glaub i, nai glaub i waiss es isch a schöni ziit, isch ab ätz verbii, hät nit sölla si.

Shouldn't Have Been

I watch how your hips move -
Pretty and neat, shiny eyes,
Where I want to say, that guy isn't with me,
The moment lost, what now? Blinded, I valued you, desired you, you said it's unfortunately not me, but a
Colleague,
Afterwards we practically didn't see each other anymore.
Don't get ahead of yourself, I don't quite understand yet - what you want -
Heads or tails?
Hand in hand, we stand at the door on the stairs, I start earlier
To say what I feel.
I wrote a poem for you,
Ahah, not really decided,
Feeling no, sex yes, then no again,
What do you want? Tell me already.
Then forget it,
That's how it is, it shouldn't have been,
You say I can, so I kiss you again,
Let's not be mad, bye I have to go.
I honestly never thought it would come to this, that this whore city is like this and the ass in me is
Crazy
But there are things like contacts that have broken off, where we swore, I'll hold on to them. Numb myself and hold on for me
What I used to share with people is stagnant, quite a shitty feeling. Asking didn't help, I said nothing, rather smiled, but inside I cried, I simply isolated myself
And that's how it is,
Hardly easy, to find again what I threw away,
Friendships, heart and mind.
I feel empty, my own fault, so I practice patience now,
Because it takes that, even a lot,
As well as pain, because it helps me feel what happened to me, it shouldn't have been, what happened happened.
It's neither autumn, nor spring, neither cat nor summer, and not because the sun shows itself little. Striving for independence, I feel sorry,
I said little,
One last kiss and then simply goodbye, but it's almost easier to say nothing than to have another drink and then talk about feelings.
I believe for certain things there is simply no reason.
First you're in love, then you're not anymore.
Can't explain it, I'd rather say nothing, what good is it if I say you're not my type when I don't even know what kind of woman my type is?
You say it's typical that you can't figure me out,
Great, we're two of a kind, I wouldn't either, I thought you were the one, but now I believe, no I know it's a beautiful time, it's bitterly over, it shouldn't have been.