Текст и перевод песни Ostbahn-Kurti & Die Chefpartie - Da brade Weg

Da brade Weg

Glaubst echt, er hot
Scho g′wort auf di
Auf dei schens Gsicht
Dein gsundn Schmäh
Glaubst wannst schulterfrei
Bei eam am Schreibtisch sitzt
Fahrst karrieremäßig
Fest in de Heh
Glaubst echt
Er hot nix anders vua
Ois wia nur
Auf di zum steh
Du büdst da ei
Du brotst eam ei
Oba des is no
A brada Weg

Glaubst echt, er hot
Nix anders z'tuan
Ois mit dir Essn geh
Noch′m Büro
De Shrimps spülns
An, zwamoi, dann is aus
Dann bist du dran
Mit'm Zahln
Zerscht is de Hand auf
Dein Oasch a Vasehn
Dann zagst eam schee
Wo's weitergeht
Du büdst da ei
Du brotst eam ei
Oba des is no
A brada Weg

Du waßt genau wost
Wüst vom Lebn
Und des kummt ned
Vom drüba Redn
Du sogst, heast, wo liegt
Des Problem
Wannst vü wüst
Muaßt zerscht ois gebn

Glaubst echt, des is
Des große Los
Die Garconniere
Wost auf eam wortst
Er zahlt ′n Zins
Und di und kummt
Wann′s eam passt
Wann de Familie
Eam lasst
Glaubst echt, er loßt
Ois liegn und steh fia di
A wann er so redt
Bei dir im Bett
Du büdst da ei
Du brotst eam ei
Oba des is no
A brada Weg

Du waßt genau wost
Wüst vom Lebn
Und des kummt ned nur
Vom drüba Redn
Du sogst, heast, wo liegt
Des Problem
Wannst vü wüst
Muaßt zerscht ois gebn

Glaubst weilst jetzt
Frau Direktor haßt
Fliagt da ois
Wost ham wüst zua
Daham is's fad und
Die Garconniere wa frei
Und du manst, heast
Kurtl, ziag do ei
Hey, glaubst echt
I hob nix anders vua
Ois wia fia di
Da Wurschtl sei
Du büdst da ei
Du brotst mi ei
Oba des is no
A brada Weg

Du büdst da ei
Du ziagst mi ei
Oba des is no
A brada Weg

Brada Weg
Brada Weg, Oide
Brada Weg

The Steep Road

You really think he's
Already in love with you
With your pretty face
Your healthy humor
You think if you wear an off-the-shoulder
Top at his desk
You'll advance
Solidly
You believe
He has nothing else to do
Apart from
Thinking of you
You cram yourself in
You break yourself in
But that's still
A steep road

You really think he's
Got nothing else to do
Apart from go for dinner
With you after work
The shrimp come first
On, twice over, then it's over
Then it's your turn
To pay
First the hand is on
Your butt by mistake
Then you tell him nicely
Where to go next
You cram yourself in
You break yourself in
But that's still
A steep road

You know exactly what
You want from life
And that doesn't come
From talking about it over and over
You say, listen, where's
The problem
If you want a lot
You have to give something first

You really think it's
The big hit
The studio apartment
Where you wait for him
He pays the rent
And you and comes
When it suits him
When the family
Lets him
You believe he'll let
Everything lie and stand for you
Even when he talks like that
In your bed
You cram yourself in
You break yourself in
But that's still
A steep road

You know exactly what
You want from life
And that doesn't come just
From talking about it over and over
You say, listen, where's
The problem
If you want a lot
You have to give something first

You think because now
You hate Mrs. Manager
Everything will fly
What you want to get
It's boring at home and
The studio apartment would be free
And you mean, listen
Kurtl, move in there
Hey, do you really think
I have nothing else in mind
Apart from you
The sausage be there
You cram yourself in
You break me in
But that's still
A steep road

You cram yourself in
You move me in
But that's still
A steep road

Steep road
Steep road, buddy
Steep road