Текст и перевод песни Nenu212 - Zigarett

Zigarett

Graue Autag, ja was wotti mache
Chopf vougstopft mit dene Sache
Dr letsch vo mim Team, haute wache
Wie lang geits, bis d'Lüt mau erwache

Brudi bi ganz vore ah dr Front
Im Dienst fürs Vouk, so wie James Bond
Aui chlatsche wäge dere Solidarität
Aber trotzdäm gseht hie niemer, di realität

Medie verlüre ds zinträsse
Lang geiz nüm bis si vergässe
Ängpäss wöu di Länder chräftemässe
Jede Tag Punch i üsi frässe

Ha Angst dasi mi Verstang versieche
Mues ds aues doch zum rächte biege
Darf die Sorge ni so schwär wiege
Ufem wäg blibe u mi ni verliere

Und iz stahni auso wieder dert
Und ig smoke no e Zigarett
Und dä shit geit immer witer, füehle mi wie hinger Gitter
Bi im Modus aber
Digger nee
Digger ne
Digger ne
Shit geit geit immer witer bi im modus
Aber digger ne
Digger ne
Digger ne
Shit geit geit immer witer bi im modus
Aber digger ne

Dä Momänt häbt leider niso lang
Und wie immer bini unger Zitdrang
Aber lug das isch vo auem ersch dr ahfang
Jede Pisser wo das kennt, weiss ih bi arm dran

Schiesse dä Shit wäg blibe focused
Ganzi Dose Epok, daily Doses
Lege mir e Wäg z rächt, so wie Moses
Göhre nume Shit Talk, ig exposes

Diggi so viu Spaste jede Tag wo mi Stresse
Doch i chume klar u bi hie grad am finesse
Luh dr Sani macht e Beat und ig touche dinne
Weiss genau, am nächste Morge hani Ougeringe

Bisse Zäng zämme, zieh ds aues düre
Weu ig weiss, irgendeinisch pushi füre
Happyend i dere Gschicht, isch e Müglechkeit
Mache mi Childhood Dream, zur würklechkeit

Doch iz stahni auso wieder dert
Und ig smoke no e Zigarett
Und dä shit geit immer witer, füehle mih wie hinger Gitter
Bi im Modus aber Digger nee, Digger ne
Digger ne
Shit geit geit immer witer bi im modus aber digger ne
Digger ne
Digger ne
Shit geit geit immer witer bi im modus aber digger ne

Cigarette

Grey day, I don't know what to do
Head's stuffed with these things
The last one of my team, on duty today
How long until people wake up

Bro, I'm at the front
In service for the people, like James Bond
People are clapping because of this solidarity
But still, no one sees reality

Media is losing interest
It's not long until they're forgotten
Narrow passes, because countries are measuring their strength
Every day, a punch to our stomachs

I'm scared that I'm losing my mind
I have to bend it all to the right
This concern shouldn't weigh me down so much
Stay on the path and don't lose myself

And now I'm standing there again
And I smoke another cigarette
And this shit keeps going, I feel like I'm behind bars
I'm in the mode, but
Bro, no
Bro, no
Bro, no
Shit keeps going, I'm in the mode
But bro, no
Bro, no
Bro, no
Shit keeps going, I'm in the mode
But bro, no

This moment unfortunately doesn't last long
And as always, I'm under time pressure
But look, this is just the beginning of everything
Every bastard who knows this knows I'm in trouble

Shoot this shit, stay focused
Whole can of Epok, daily doses
Pave me a right path, like Moses
Hear only shit talk, I expose it

Bro, so many losers every day, they stress me out
But I'm fine and I'm just finesseing here
Look, Sani makes a beat and I touch it
I know exactly that tomorrow morning I'll have bags under my eyes

Clench my teeth, pull through it all
Because I know, one day I'll push forward
A happy ending in this story is a possibility
Make my childhood dream a reality

But now I'm standing there again
And I smoke another cigarette
And this shit keeps going, I feel like I'm behind bars
I'm in the mode, but bro, no, bro, no
Bro, no
Shit keeps going, I'm in the mode, but bro, no
Bro, no
Bro, no
Shit keeps going, I'm in the mode, but bro, no