Текст и перевод песни Brings - Eifel (Live)

Eifel (Live)

Die Luff es sauber un der Himmel blau
Die Köh sin jlöcklich un die Boore schlau
Die Bäum sin huh un et Jras es jrön
Die Döchter vun dä Boore sin wunderschön

Winnich Wöder, ävver vill Jeföhl
Bei jedem Feß üvver Bänk un Stöhl

Loor nit in der Atlas
Un drieß op dinge Kompass
Denn mer sin ohne Zweifel
Midden in der Eifel

Loor nit in der Atlas
Un drieß op dinge Kompass
Denn mer sin ohne Zweifel
Midden in der Eifel

Der Schnaps weed noch im Keller jebrannt
Un e Hirschjeweih an jeder Wand
En ahle Knabbüß unger jedem Bett
Dicke Bunne mit Zaus un Speck

Die Musik spillt bes zum nöchste Morje
Dem Pastur verzällt mer all sing Sorje

Loor nit in der Atlas
Un drieß op dinge Kompass
Denn mer sin ohne Zweifel
Midden in der Eife

Loor nit in der Atlas
Un drieß op dinge Kompass
Denn mer sin ohne Zweifel
Midden in der Eifel

Im Sommer jit et Sonnesching
Im Winter jit et Schnie
De Familich steiht an ezter Stell
Allein bis du hier nie
Allein bis du hier nie

Loor nit in der Atlas
Un drieß op dinge Kompass
Denn mer sin ohne Zweifel
Midden in der Eifel

Loor nit in der Atlas
Un drieß op dinge Kompass
Denn mer sin ohne Zweifel
Midden in der Eifel

Loor nit in der Atlas
Un drieß op dinge Kompass
Denn mer sin ohne Zweifel
Midden in der Eifel

Loor nit in der Atlas
Un drieß op dinge Kompass
Denn mer sin ohne Zweifel
Midden in der Eifel
Midden in der
Eifel

Eifel (Live)

The air is clean and the sky is blue
The cows are happy and the farmers are smart
The trees are high and the grass is green
The daughters of the farmers are beautiful

Less air, but lots of feeling
With every foot on bench and chair

Don't look in the atlas
And trust your compass
Because there is no doubt
We are in the middle of the Eifel

Don't look in the atlas
And trust your compass
Because there is no doubt
We are in the middle of the Eifel

The schnapps is still being distilled in the cellar
And a deer antler on every wall
An old blunderbuss under every bed
Thick soup with beans and bacon

The music plays until the next morning
We tell the pastor all our sorrows

Don't look in the atlas
And trust your compass
Because there is no doubt
We are in the middle of the Eifel

Don't look in the atlas
And trust your compass
Because there is no doubt
We are in the middle of the Eifel

In the summer there is sunshine
In the winter there is snow
The family comes first
You are never alone here
You are never alone here

Don't look in the atlas
And trust your compass
Because there is no doubt
We are in the middle of the Eifel

Don't look in the atlas
And trust your compass
Because there is no doubt
We are in the middle of the Eifel

Don't look in the atlas
And trust your compass
Because there is no doubt
We are in the middle of the Eifel

Don't look in the atlas
And trust your compass
Because there is no doubt
We are in the middle of the Eifel
In the middle of the
Eifel