Текст и перевод песни Lo & Leduc - Liber

Liber

Ihri Huut us Läder
Ihri Ouge schwarzi Münze
Chnöilet ufem Asphalt voreren alte Büchse
Z'mitzt inere Stadt wo se het verschlückt
Zwüsche Hüser mit länge Schätte u Mönsche mit schnäue Schritte sitzt si dr ganz Tag und wippt
Wippt geng vüre u zrügg
U bi jedem Mau berüehrt si der Büchserand mit ihrer Stirn
U ds Klimpere vo de Münze
Im Innere vo der Büchse
Tönt wi Chiucheglogge wo lüüte
Gloube
Öbber mues immer drah gloube
Drahgloube
Öbber mues immer drahgloube
Wotts gar nid wüsse wie
Füfliber uf mini Zunge
Leget mir e Füfliber uf mini Zunge
Füfliber uf mini Zunge
Leget mir e Füfliber uf mini Zunge
Sini Huut us Chride
Büroturm wine Chile
List i de Schrifte wo usser ihm niemer cha entziffre (niemer cha entziffre)
Übere Markt, über di über di unsichtbar Hand
Wo'n ihm seit "du verdiensch dir das im Schlaf"
Wieso würd är wöue wach si
We d Wält um ihn wi Wachs isch
är so gross cha si
Uf das aues immer wachsi
Nume chan är nid verstah
Das zersch der Bode laht lah gah
Bevor das är der Chopf ahschlaht
Gloube
Öbber mues immer drah gloube
Drahgloube
Öbber mues immer drahgloube
Wotts gar nid wüsse wie
Füfliber uf mini Zunge
Leget mir e Füfliber uf mini Zunge
Füfliber uf mini Zunge
Leget mir e Füfliber uf mini Zunge
Si lahts lah schaffe
Ihres Bättle isch es Bätte
U är, är lahts lah schaffe
U si Bildschirm isch e Bible
Lug, mir löhs lah schaffe
Hüt isch d Schöpfig nüt meh wärt
U mir schöpfe nume no Wärt
U drum legi mir am Sunnti e
Füfliber uf mini Zunge
Leget mir e Füfliber uf mini Zunge
Drum legi mir am Sunnti e
Füfliber uf mini Zunge
Leget mir e Füfliber uf mini Zunge
Drum legi mir am Sunnti e
Öbber mues immer drah gloube
Drum legi mir am Sunnti e
Öbber mues immer drah gloube
Wotts gar nid wüsse wie

Liber

Her skin is leather
Her eyes black coins
She kneels on asphalt in front of an old box
In the middle of a city that has swallowed her
Between houses with long shadows and people with quick steps she sits all day and rocks
Rocks back and forth
And with each time she touches the edge of the box with her forehead
And the clinking of the coins
Inside the box
Sounds like church bells ringing
Belief
Someone must always believe in it
Believe in it
Someone must always believe in it
Don't want to know how
Five-franc piece on my tongue
Put a five-franc piece on my tongue
Five-franc piece on my tongue
Put a five-franc piece on my tongue
His skin made of shit
Office tower like a church
He reads the scriptures that no one else can decipher (no one can decipher)
Over the market, over you over the invisible hand
That tells him "you earn this in your sleep"
Why would he want to be awake
When the world around him is like wax
He's so big
That everything will always grow
Only he doesn't understand
That the soil will let go
Before he cuts off his head
Belief
Someone must always believe in it
Believe in it
Someone must always believe in it
Don't want to know how
Five-franc piece on my tongue
Put a five-franc piece on my tongue
Five-franc piece on my tongue
Put a five-franc piece on my tongue
They let it work
Their begging is a prayer
And he, he lets it work
And his screen is a Bible
Look, let us work
Today, creation is worth nothing
And we only create value
And so we put on Sunday a
Five-franc piece on my tongue
Put a five-franc piece on my tongue
So we put on Sunday a
Five-franc piece on my tongue
Put a five-franc piece on my tongue
So we put on Sunday a
Someone must always believe in it
So we put on Sunday a
Someone must always believe in it
Don't want to know how