Текст и перевод песни LaBrassBanda - Bauersbua - Live

Bauersbua - Live

übern Bauernstadl hintre
Geh I aufe auf die Felder
Schau vo hint aus wia a Guadl
Hob die Haar zam wie a Wuida

Vo da linken Schulter obe
Bis zum rechten Haxn viere
Hob I riesenmensch no neamans ebas do

I hob hoid immer scho de sachan gmacht
Die sonst koana gern macht
So lang umanander gschissn bis mi jeder auslacht
Haar wie a Mädl und de Arm vo an mo
I hob an schwarzen und roten Socken o!

Jetz steh I da,
Mit de voglwuidn Haar
Mitm Sakko vo meim Papa
Ja, de Fliang geht no ab

Hat ma denn no koana gsagt
Das di d'Kirch furchtbar plagt
Wenn ma herkimmt wia a Wuida
Und an Gstank einadrogt.

A bitte schau doch weiter
Weil der nächste Dog is Freider,
Bis an Sunntag hi sans bloß no a paar Dog,
I hob Haar wie a Mädl und de Arm vo an mo
I hob an schwarzen und roten Socken o!

I bin Bauersbauern Dirndl du bist Bauersbauern Bua
Mog di gern doch de Stravanzerl
San ma gnua san ma gnua.

I bin Bauersbauern Dirndl du bist Bauersbauern Knecht
Vo deina moderna Musi
Werd mir schlecht, werd mir schlecht.
Jedes Mädl vo meim Gai hod seine Tanzschua dabei
Außer dem großem Festl hams gar selten dawei
Hand so wichtig, hand so gschaftig
Sand so gscheid sand so schee
Mit der Schlagbauer Evi brauch I sowieso ned geh

Und de Deppen vo da lettn ham de schwarzen socken o
Doan ned tanzen liaba raffn, lachst du eana Dirndl o
Haar wie a Mädl und de Arm vo an mo
I hob an schwarzen und roten Socken o!

Dann wars soweit, mi hods einfach nimma gfreid
Hob mei zeigl packt aufegschmissn furt von de leut
Hob a paar Jahr studiert was si in der Welt rührt
Stell da vor die azteken ham an sockn der gliaht.

Von de ganzen andern leut hats a paar a nimma gfreid
Sand jetzt anders wia di andern hams bis heut ned bereut
Ham die Haar wie a Mädl und de Arm vo an mo
Ham an schwarzen und an roten Socken o!

I bin Bauersbauern Dirndl du bist Bauersbauern Bua
Mog di gern doch de Stravanzerl
San ma gnua san ma gnua.

I bin Bauersbauern Dirndl du bist Bauersbauern Knecht
Vo deina moderna Musi
Werd mir schlecht, werd mir schlecht.

Bauersbua - Live

Dear lady over yonder by the barn,
I’m gonna head out in the fields,
Take a good look at me from behind. I look like a scarecrow,
My hair is tied back like a wild man's.

From my left shoulder up
To my right heel down,
I’m bigger than any man you’ve ever laid eyes on.

I’ve always been the one to do the things
That nobody else wants to do.
I’ve been making a fool of myself for so long that everyone laughs at me now.
My hair is like a girl’s, but my arms are like a man’s.
I have one black sock and one red sock on!

Now here I stand,
With my wild hair,
In my father’s jacket,
Yeah, I’m still working on the tie.

Has anyone ever told you,
That the church is horrified by you?
When you show up looking like a madman
And smelling like a pig.

Please look away,
Because tomorrow is Friday,
And there are only a few more days until Sunday,
My hair is like a girl’s, but my arms are like a man’s,
I have one black and red socks on!

I'm a farmer's boy, and you're a farmer's girl.
We like each other, but the city slickers,
They're too much for us, There are too many of them.

I'm a farmer's boy, and you're a farmer's girl.
Your modern music
Makes me sick, makes me sick.
Every girl in my village has her dancing shoes with her
Except for the big festival they rarely wear them
They are so important, they are so busy
They are so smart, they are so beautiful
I don't need to go with Evi Schlagbauer anyway

And the idiots from last night have their black socks on
Don't dance, just grab, do you laugh at your girlfriend too?
My hair is like a girl’s, but my arms are like a man’s,
I have one black and red socks on!

Then it was time, I just couldn't be happy anymore
Packed up my things and got away from the people
I studied for a few years, what was going on in the world
Imagine that, the Aztecs had a sock that glowed.

A few of the other people weren't happy either
They are different from the others, they haven't regretted it until today
Their hair is like a girl’s, but their arms are like a man’s,
They have one black and one red sock on!

I'm a farmer's boy, and you're a farmer's girl.
We like each other, but the city slickers,
They're too much for us, There are too many of them.

I'm a farmer's boy, and you're a farmer's girl.
Your modern music
Makes me sick, makes me sick.