Текст и перевод песни Kurt Ostbahn & Die Kombo - De beste Zeit

De beste Zeit

Da Oide is neich do
No nie vuahea gsehn
Hockt in Eck mit sein Achtl
Fangt nach drei an ins Redn
Ned laut und ned deutlich
S'geht schwa ohne Zähnt
Er Mermpelt dahea, dass de
Zeit z'schnö varennt

I kumm öfta vuabei
Am Weg Schank, Heisl und retour
Er hod sei sechst's Achtl
Und sogt: Vastehst, bleda Bua
Sog i. I vasteh ollas
Sogt er: Du vastehst an Schas
I woa da Schnellste von olle
I woa amoi a Jas

Europamasta
Auf Rücken und Brust
Auf zwahundert Meta
Olle vaputzt
Olle vablosn
Bis ochtsdreiß'g
Dann einzogn und furtgschickt
Schnölla oistas kneißt
A Loch in da Lungen
Seit vierafuchz'g Joa
A Joa a Jas und
Da Rest fia de Hoa

Nix schwimmt so schnö
Wia de eigenen Fö
So schnö kannst garned sei
Is a scho vuabei
Nix schwimmt so schnö
Wia de eigenen Fö
Schau mi an
Schau mi an
Schau mi an
Schau mi an

Vom Wirtn de Oide mant
Sog Miss Dorothee
Wann da Oide auf Kur is
Hods ihrn grimmigen Schmäh
Kriegt a Farb von de Stamperln
Auf des de Stammgäst vazaht
Und erzöht wia sie woa
Bevuas oid woa und blad

Zwischen Popcorn und Schnitten
A oids Büdl an da Schank
Sie im Bikini
Am Podestl am Strand
Miss Wörthersee
A Bonbonniere
A Strumpfreklam
Gratis am Meer

Dort wochst er zuwe
Mocht auf Wöd
Sie schenkt eam ollas
Er wü nua des Göd
Jetzt sixt sie hackeln
Seit guade 30 Joa
Und eam sixt ihr zuaschaun
Des des siechst ihr an

Nix rennt so schnö
Wia dei beste Zeit
So schee kannst gar ned sei
Is a scho vuabei
Schau mi an
Schau mi an
Nix rennt so schnö
Wia dei beste Zeit
Schau mi an
Schau mi an
Schau mi an
Schau mi an
Schau mi an
Schau mi an

The Best Time

The old man is here again
I've never seen him before
Sitting in the corner with his eighth beer
Starts talking after three
Not loud and not clear
It's hard without teeth
He mumbles that time
Is passing too quickly

I often pass by
On the way to the bar, pub and back
He has his sixth beer
And says: Do you understand, stupid boy
I say: I understand everything
He says: You don't understand anything
I was the fastest of them all
I once was a jockey

European champion
On back and chest
At two hundred meters
All of them beaten
All of them dusted
Until thirty eight
Then enlisted and sent away
Faster than you can blink
A hole in the lungs
Forty four years ago
A year a jockey and
The rest for the whores

Nothing swims as fast
As your own feet
You can't be fast enough
It's already over
Nothing swims as fast
As your own feet
Look at me
Look at me
Look at me
Look at me

The old man asks the bartender
Tell me, Miss Dorothee
When the old man is on vacation
She has her grim wit
He gets a color from the glasses
The regulars are crazy about it
And tell how she was
Before she was old and pale

Between popcorn and candy bars
An old picture at the bar
She in a bikini
On a pedestal at the beach
Miss Wörthersee
A candy box
A stocking advertisement
Free at the seaside

That's where he grew up
Playing around
She gives him everything
He only wants the money
Now you see her working
For a good 30 years
And you see him watching her
You can see that

Nothing runs as fast
As your best time
You can't be beautiful enough
It's already over
Look at me
Look at me
Nothing runs as fast
As your best time
Look at me
Look at me
Look at me
Look at me
Look at me
Look at me