Текст и перевод песни Freezy Trap - Mama, lebt a denn? - Live

Mama, lebt a denn? - Live

I moch den Dubstep
Hoat wia a Ruffneck
Stoak wia a Fösn
I loss sie grüßn
Wonn da Freezy Trap mit seim easy Rap
Wieder Lieder swaggt, ja die niemand checkt
I bring eich nur den Beat wiara Schmähkanon
Bin da Boss in meim Revier, wiara Schäferhund
Bin da neiche Pröll, bin Chef im Lond
Nur trog i Baggy Pants und ka scheenes Gwond
Oida is ma doch egal, wos es sogts, wos es woits
Wiaris dua, is ned guad, brennt ned wia feichtes Hoiz

Hod des Liad an Sinn
Mocht des Liad an Gwinn
Mog des Liad a wer
Oida, heat des bitte wer

Eigentlich soit i Schloga mochn
Wö üwa soiche Sochn, jo do mog ma lochn
Andrea Berg, Die Seer, Katja Ebstein
DJ Ötzi, so soll Rap sein
Helene Fischer & Costa Cordalis
Liada schreiben, am Trip sein, Cannabis
Fong da niemois wos on am Suntog au
Wö on am Suntog Mau, kumm i vom Lumpn ham
Doch donn fliag i wieda und pock de Bodehosn ei
Griagst a schworze Rosn, scheen is auf da Wöd zum sei
Resi du Hua, i hoi di mim Traktor ó
Anita, treimas auf da Reeperbó
Itsy Bitsy Teenie Weenie Honolulu Strand Bikini
Du entschuidige, heast, i kenn di
Wie du siebzehn woast mit deim blondn Hoa
Jo, do woan wia zwoa, niemois in New York
Na, hom an grieschischen Wei gsoffn
Donn is da Kenig vo Deitschlond eitroffn
Und hod gmant: I bin nimma dei Clown
Und i siach no imma deine Spurn im Sound

Fia mi sois rote Rosn regna
Unsterblich sei, toten Hosen Schema
Üwa den Woikn bricht ka Marmor, Sta & Eisen
Es foaht a Zug noch Nirgendwo, gehma auf Reisen
Wahnsinn, Jenseits von Eden
Siach i dMama mim Heintje reden
Ti amo sogt a, dMama bleat: Du Idiot
Lebt a denn, da Michl, oda is a tot

I moch den Dubstep
Hoat wia a Ruffneck
Stoak wia a Fösn
I loss sie grüßn
Wonn da Freezy Trap mit seim easy Rap
Wieder Lieder swaggt, ja die niemand checkt
I bring eich nur den Beat wiara Schmähkanon
Bin da Boss in meim Revier, wiara Schäferhund
Bin da neiche Pröll, bin Chef im Lond
Nur trog i Baggy Pants und ka scheenes Gwond
Oida is ma doch egal, wos es sogts, wos es woits
Wiaris dua, is ned guad, brennt ned wia feichtes Hoiz

Hod des Liad an Sinn
Mocht des Liad an Gwinn
Mog des Liad a wer
Oida, heat des bitte wer

Heit Obend hob i Kopfweh
Jo die Lust om Lebn is oft schee
Im Wogn vor mir san zwa klane Italiena
Es is so a scheena Tog und er wird imma scheena
Michaela, rote Lipn soi ma küssen
I dua di wie die Hölle vamissen
Hölle Hölle Hölle, vadommt i lieb di
Du host mi 1000 moi belong, i hob di tausend moi gliebt
Obschied nehma is a bissl wie sterm
Doch wasd wos dein Nom trogt: A Stern
I sog beim Obschied leise: Seas
Liebeskumma lohnt si ned, Herz on Herz
Jo die Liebe is a sötsomes Spü
An Cowboy ois Mau, des is dei Zü
Doch ohne di schlof i heid nocht ned ei
Verlieben, verloren, vergessen, verzeihn
Ich hob dramt vo dir in am Bett im Kornföd
Is erste Moi hods weh dó, is zweite Moi ned
Jetzt sama wieda zaum, ein bisschen Aroma
Und do sprach da oide Heiptling der Indiana

Fia mi sois rote Rosn regna
Unsterblich sei, toten Hosen Schema
Üwa den Woikn bricht ka Marmor, Sta & Eisen
Es foaht a Zug noch Nirgendwo, gehma auf Reisen
Wahnsinn, Jenseits von Eden
Siach i dMama mim Heintje reden
Ti amo sogt a, dMama bleat: Du Idiot
Lebt a denn, da Michl, oda is a tot

I moch den Dubstep
Hoat wia a Ruffneck
Stoak wia a Fösn
I loss sie grüßn
Wonn da Freezy Trap mit seim easy Rap
Wieder Lieder swaggt, ja die niemand checkt
I bring eich nur den Beat wiara Schmähkanon
Bin da Boss in meim Revier, wiara Schäferhund
Bin da neiche Pröll, bin Chef im Lond
Nur trog i Baggy Pants und ka scheenes Gwond
Oida is ma doch egal, wos es sogts, wos es woits
Wiaris dua, is ned guad, brennt ned wia feichtes Hoiz

Hod des Liad an Sinn
Mocht des Liad an Gwinn
Mog des Liad a wer
Oida, heat des bitte wer

Mama, is he alive? - Live

I can do the Dubstep
Hard like a Ruffneck
Strong like a waterfall
I send my regards
When Freezy Trap with his easy Rap
Swaggs songs again, yeah, that nobody gets
I only bring you the beat like a joke cannon
I'm the boss in my hood, like a shepherd dog
I'm the new Pröll, I'm the boss in the country
Only I wear Baggy Pants and no fancy clothes
Dude, I don't care what they say, what they want
What we do ain't good, doesn't burn like damp wood

Does this song have a meaning
Does this song make a profit
Does anyone like this song
Dude, please listen to this

Actually, I should make hits
About such things, yeah, you can laugh about that
Andrea Berg, Die Seer, Katja Ebstein
DJ Ötzi, that's how Rap should be
Helene Fischer & Costa Cordalis
Write songs, be on a trip, Cannabis
Never start anything on a Sunday morning
Because on a Sunday morning, I come home from the pub
But then I fly again and put my sweatpants away
You get a black rose, it's beautiful to be in the world
Resi you whore, I'll pick you up with the tractor
Anita, let's do it on the Reeperbahn
Itsy Bitsy Teenie Weenie Honolulu Strand Bikini
Excuse me, listen, I know you
When you were seventeen with your blonde hair
Yeah, there we were, like two, never in New York
Nah, we drank a Greek wine
Then the king of Germany arrived
And said: I'm not your clown anymore
And I still see your traces in the sound

For me it should rain red roses
Be immortal, like the Toten Hosen scheme
Above the clouds no marble breaks, Steel & Iron
A train goes to nowhere, let's go on a journey
Madness, Beyond Eden
I see Mama talking to Heintje
He says Ti amo, Mama cries: You idiot
Is he alive, Michl, or is he dead

I can do the Dubstep
Hard like a Ruffneck
Strong like a waterfall
I send my regards
When Freezy Trap with his easy Rap
Swaggs songs again, yeah, that nobody gets
I only bring you the beat like a joke cannon
I'm the boss in my hood, like a shepherd dog
I'm the new Pröll, I'm the boss in the country
Only I wear Baggy Pants and no fancy clothes
Dude, I don't care what they say, what they want
What we do ain't good, doesn't burn like damp wood

Does this song have a meaning
Does this song make a profit
Does anyone like this song
Dude, please listen to this

Tonight I have a headache
Yeah, the lust for life is often beautiful
In the car in front of me are two little Italians
It's such a beautiful day and it keeps getting better
Michaela, I want to kiss your red lips
I miss you like hell
Hell, hell, hell, damn I love you
You lied to me 1000 times, I loved you a thousand times
Saying goodbye is a bit like dying
But you know what your name carries: A star
I say softly goodbye: Seas
Lovesickness is not worth it, heart to heart
Yeah, love is a strange game
A cowboy as a man, that's your goal
But without you, I won't fall asleep tonight
Fall in love, lose, forget, forgive
I dreamt of you in a bed in a cornfield
The first time it hurt, the second time it didn't
Now we are back together, a little aroma
And so spoke the old chief of the Indiana

For me it should rain red roses
Be immortal, like the Toten Hosen scheme
Above the clouds no marble breaks, Steel & Iron
A train goes to nowhere, let's go on a journey
Madness, Beyond Eden
I see Mama talking to Heintje
He says Ti amo, Mama cries: You idiot
Is he alive, Michl, or is he dead

I can do the Dubstep
Hard like a Ruffneck
Strong like a waterfall
I send my regards
When Freezy Trap with his easy Rap
Swaggs songs again, yeah, that nobody gets
I only bring you the beat like a joke cannon
I'm the boss in my hood, like a shepherd dog
I'm the new Pröll, I'm the boss in the country
Only I wear Baggy Pants and no fancy clothes
Dude, I don't care what they say, what they want
What we do ain't good, doesn't burn like damp wood

Does this song have a meaning
Does this song make a profit
Does anyone like this song
Dude, please listen to this