Текст и перевод песни Brings - Superjeilezick - Party-Mix

Superjeilezick - Party-Mix

Maach noch ens die Tüt an, he is noch lang nit Schluss,
Un uch noch en Fläsch op, ich will noch nit noh Huus.
Ich kenn en paar Schüss, die han jenau wie mer,
Bock op en Party, sag dat jeit doch hier.

Kumm, maach keine Ärjer, maach uns keine Stress.
Mer sin uch janz leis un maache keine Dress.
A beßje jet rauche, jet suffe un dann
Loore ob mer mit dä Schüss jet danze kann.

Nä, wat wor dat dann fröher en superjeile Zick,
Mit Träne in d′r Auge loor ich manchmol zurück.
Bin ich hück op d'r Roll nur noch half su doll,
Doch hück Naach weiß ich nit wo dat enden soll.

Et weed immer späder, drusse weed et hell.
Mer sitze noch zesamme bei Biercher un Verzäll.
Et is fast wie fröher, doch ich muss noh Huus;
Do fängt et an ze schneie, medden im August.

Et is mir dressejal ob ich hück umfall,
Ob ich noch schwade, oder nur noch lall.
Erwachse weede kann ich uch morje noch.
Langsam weed et he jemötlich, denn die Schüss, die laufe op.

Nä, wat wor dat dann fröher en superjeile Zick,
Mit Träne in d′r Auge loor ich manchmol zurück.
Bin ich hück op d'r Roll nur noch half su doll,
Doch hück Naach weiß ich nit wo dat enden soll.

Nä, wat wor dat dann fröher en superjeile Zick,
Mit Träne in d'r Auge loor ich manchmol zurück.
Bin ich hück op d′r Roll nur noch half su doll,
Doch hück Naach weiß ich nit wo dat enden soll.

Nä, wat wor dat dann fröher en superjeile Zick,
Mit Träne in d′r Auge loor ich manchmol zurück.
Bin ich hück op d'r Roll nur noch half su doll,
Doch hück Naach weiß ich nit wo dat enden soll.

Nä, wat wor dat dann fröher en superjeile Zick,
Mit Träne in d′r Auge loor ich manchmol zurück.
Bin ich hück op d'r Roll nur noch half su doll,
Doch hück Naach weiß ich nit wo dat enden soll.

Superjeilezick - Party-Mix

Let's get the party started, it's not over yet,
Come on, have another one, honey, let's keep the party going.
I know a few people here who are just like us,
Ready to party, that's what we're all about.

Come on, don't be a party pooper, don't give us a hard time.
We'll be quiet and won't make a mess.
Let's smoke a little, have a drink, and then
See if we can dance with these girls.

Oh, those were the days, so much fun,
With tears in my eyes, I sometimes look back.
I'm not as wild as I used to be,
But tonight I don't know where this will end.

It's getting late, it's getting light outside.
We're still sitting together with a few beers and chatting.
It's almost like old times, but I have to go home;
It's starting to snow, in the middle of August.

I don't know if I'm gonna fall over,
If I'm still talking or just babbling.
I can still grow up tomorrow.
It's getting cozy here, because the girls are coming over.

Oh, those were the days, so much fun,
With tears in my eyes, I sometimes look back.
I'm not as wild as I used to be,
But tonight I don't know where this will end.

Oh, those were the days, so much fun,
With tears in my eyes, I sometimes look back.
I'm not as wild as I used to be,
But tonight I don't know where this will end.

Oh, those were the days, so much fun,
With tears in my eyes, I sometimes look back.
I'm not as wild as I used to be,
But tonight I don't know where this will end.

Oh, those were the days, so much fun,
With tears in my eyes, I sometimes look back.
I'm not as wild as I used to be,
But tonight I don't know where this will end.