Текст и перевод песни Kurti Ostbahn - Zuckagoschal - Live

Zuckagoschal - Live

I man des ewige Zigeunan
Hod irgendwann sei End
Ma braucht wos, wo ma hingheat
De eiganan vier Waend
I wea nimma vue jünga
Schau heit scho oid gnua aus
So dass ma irgendwann sogn kunnt
I wü nua no z'haus

Und durt waast mei Zuckagoschal
Und i waa dei Bussibär
Mia tatn gmiadlich oid und blad wern
Heast wos brauch ma mehr
Heast wos brauch ma mehr

Und i hob von ollas gnua hobt
Auf des a andrer ewig wart
Hob eing'schenkt bis zum Umfalln
Hob bei nix und niemand g'spoat
Heit hama unsan Garten
Und der is volla Gladiolen
I hätt am Donnerstag mein Stammtisch
Du tatst mi uma elfe holen

Weu mia gengan zeitlich schlafen
Und mia stengan zeitlich auf
I war der Schwedenrätsel-Kaiser
Und du warst auf Stricken drauf

Und durt waast mei Zuckagoschal
Und i waa dei Bussibär
Mia tatn gmiadlich oid und blad wern
Heast wos brauch ma mehr
Heast wos brauch ma mehr

Woch auf im Bus und draußt
Ziagns grod Wels vuabei
Und i waaß glei: Wos woa
Des kann ned sei
Mia zwa, des woa vua hundert Joa
Auf amoi fallt ma ein
I wea weida Zigeunan
Weu i nix aunders kann
Du schickst jedes Joa a Kartn
Posit! A von dein Mann

Is lang her, dass ma glaubt ham
A Nocht lang oda zwa
Mia ham uns, mia hom ois
De Wod is winzig klaa

Und du warst mei Zuckagoschal
Und i war dei Bussibär
Mia warn gmiadlich oid und blad wern
Heast wos brauch ma mehr
Heast wos brauch ma mehr

Und du warst mei Zuckagoschal
Und i war dei Bussibär
Mia warn gmiadlich oid und blad wern
Heast wos brauch ma mehr
Heast wos brauch ma mehr

Zuckagoschal - Live

I'm sick of this eternal Gypsy life
It has to end someday
I need a place to call home
My own four walls
I'm not getting any younger
I already look old enough
So that I can say someday
I just want to go home

And there you will be my sugar plum
And I will be your cuddle bear
We'll grow old together
What more do we need
What more do we need

And I have enough of everything
For which others are waiting forever
I drank until I passed out
I didn't spare anything
Today we have our garden
And it's full of gladioli
I have my regular table on Thursdays
You would pick me up around eleven

Because we go to bed early
And we get up early
I was the crossword puzzle king
And you were good at knitting

And there you will be my sugar plum
And I will be your cuddle bear
We'll grow old together
What more do we need
What more do we need

Awake on the bus and outside
They just pass by Wels
And I know right away: What was
Can't be
The two of us, that was a hundred years ago
Suddenly I realize
I'll continue to be a Gypsy
Because I can't do anything else
You send me a postcard every year
Greetings! From your husband

It's been a long time since we believed
One night or two
We had each other, we had everything
The world is tiny

And you were my sugar plum
And I was your cuddle bear
We would grow old together
What more do we need
What more do we need

And you were my sugar plum
And I was your cuddle bear
We would grow old together
What more do we need
What more do we need