Текст и перевод песни Höhner - Himmelhoch High

Himmelhoch High

Himmelhoch High, in et Levve verknallt
Un manchmol zu Tode betrübt.
Himmelhoch High, hätt hä immer jeglöuv,
Dat dr Himmel ihm alles verjitt.

Venloer Stroß, do hinge dat Huus,
Do hätt hä vör Johre jewunnt.
Hätt immer im Levve alles riskiert
Un et Levve hätt ihn nit jeschont.
Dä Hein wor ne Spinner un och e Genie,
Un immer in Allem zu schnell.
Mädche un Städte, Ideen wie nie,
Sing Welt wor wie e Karrussel:

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Himmelhoch High, in et Levve verknallt
Un manchmol zu Tode betrübt.
Himmelhoch High, hätt hä immer jeglöuv,
Dat dr Himmel ihm alles verjitt.

Hä wor talentiert, hätt Theater jespellt,
Ne Zeidungsberich dä verblass.
In Brooklyn jelääv, an dr Börse jedealt
Un plötzlich in Bangkok im Knast.
Kei' Hüsjer jebaut, kei' Bäumche jepflanz,
Sing Fraue, die hatten et schwer.
Un dann widder fott, mit de Stääne jedanz,
Irjend nem Draum hingerher.

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Himmelhoch High, in et Levve verknallt...

Hä hätt alles riskiert, op Jrenze jelääv,
Un off met demm Levve jespillt.
Opstieg un Avsturz un Widderjeburt,
Hä hätt noh de Stääne jezielt.

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Himmelhoch High, in et Levve verknallt...

Ne Stään trick sing eijene Bahn,
Bis hä verjlöht irjendwann.
Wigg wor dä Wääch, doch dann kom hä
Bei sich selver aan.

Soaring High

Soaring high, head over heels in love,
Sometimes so sad I could die.
Soaring high, he always believed,
That heaven would forgive him for all his sins.

Venloer Street, that's where his house stood,
Where he lived for years ago.
He always risked everything in life
And life didn't spare him.
The Hein was a dreamer and also a genius,
And always too fast in everything.
Girls and cities, ideas like never before,
His world was like a merry-go-round:

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Soaring high, head over heels in love,
Sometimes so sad I could die.
Soaring high, he always believed,
That heaven would forgive him for all his sins.

He was talented, he acted in theatre,
A newspaper article that faded away.
He lived in Brooklyn, traded on the stock exchange
And suddenly in jail in Bangkok.
He built no house, planted no tree,
His wives had it hard.
And then away again, dancing with the stars,
Chasing some dream.

Chorus:
Soaring high, head over heels in love...

He risked everything, lived on the edge,
And gambled with life.
Ascent and fall and rebirth,
He aimed for the stars.

Chorus:
Soaring high, head over heels in love...

A star follows its own path,
Until it burns out someday.
The path was rocky, but then he came
To himself.