Текст и перевод песни Ostbahn-Kurti & Die Chefpartie - Nochtschicht

Nochtschicht

Des Bikini-Madl
Is beinamputiert
Sie zagt ihre Neon-Kurvn
Üba da Tia
A rostiga Flippa
Zwischn Heisl und Schank
Es fäult noch Zwiefe
Koide Tschik und Bia
Do is a Pool und a Jukebox
Und g'rad g'nua Plotz zum Steh
Und de blade Rosi
Hinta da Budl
De führt wia imma den Schmäh
Sie hod a Goschn wia a Kutscha
Und an Oasch wia a Lock
Und a Zwinkern fian Ferry

Im Espresso Rosi
Do wartns nua drauf
Daß da Schattn dem
Tog es Liacht ausblost
Sie lahnan do und schlofn
Mit offene Augn
Zum Redn gibts nix mea
Wannst ka Chance mea host
Am Tisch in da Eckn
Sitzt ana do und wart
Er sauft 'n Mokka ex
Er zittert und tuat se hart
Er is kana von do
Und des siecht ma eam au
Und wanna d'Rosi frogt sogt's
Sie kumman schon no dran

Und er wart weida
Wi er's imma mocht
Heit in dera langan Nocht
Weu heit is Nochtschicht
Nochtschicht

Do is da Ferry mit drei Gschroppn
Und da zweit'n Frau
Ana Lehr ois Tischla, kana Hockn
Und vier Joa Karlau
Mit kana Aussicht auf an Job
Und g'nua Marie zum Leben
Und den Ruaß des Out sogt er
Hoda se lang gnua gebn
Uma zehne kummt d'Belegschoft
Da Peda und da Hans
Da Peda is a Profi, da Hans wüs wean
Oba er schoffts ned ganz
Da Ferry baut eam auf
Heast Oida muagn liegst in da Sunn
Damit er's söba glaubt
Gibts no an letztn Rum

Drei gache Schnaps
Drei gschwinde Bock
Weu des wiad heit a lange Nocht
Muagn wiad ollas anders
Des wa doch glocht
Muagn noch dera langan Nocht
Weu heit is Nochtschicht

Es is boid zwölfe
Da Ferry is scho
Längst auf da Tour
Es wiad am Pooltisch ruhig
De Rosi ziagt de Vuahäng zua
Stoßzeit is
Geht auf hoiba zwa
De letztn san jetzt aufgwocht
Hängan an da Bar
Grell g'schminkte Weiba
Rauschige Freier
Vü ausgleierts Lochn
Vü nimma Dawartn
Dei Stammgast
Sogt d'Rosi
Schaut auf die Uhr
Mochs auf de Gschwinde
I hob heit no wos vua
Und die Lore
Die wos fia Leit
Mit vü Phantasie
Ausschaut wia zwölfe
Wia oids echt is sogts nie
Die schaut dazua
Daß sa se zu ihra
Kundschoft hockt
De wos sie dann
Mit saure Drops
Ins Hintazimma lockt
Und fia anderthoib Blaue
Sofort und in bar
Spüds fia den Herrn
Der was ned da heapasst
Auf keusch und kla

Es gibt nix
Wos sie ned mocht
Heit in dera langan Nocht
Es gibt nix
Wos sie ned mocht
Heit in dera langan Nocht
Weu sie hat Nochtschicht

Draußn wiads scho hell
Es is boid in da Frua
Do kumman Ferry und Co
Von da Tour retour
Zwölf Farb-Portables sans
De Rosi mant, i wia a Noa
Dann pockts mit au
Zaht, zählt und zoit de Woa

Des is a Wahn
Des hods echt brocht
Heit in dera langan Nocht
Des is a Wahn
Hey, hey
Heit in dera langan Nocht
Hey, hey
In dera Nochtschicht
Hey, hey
In dera langan Nocht
Des is a Wahn
Des hods echt brocht
Heit in dera langan Nocht
Weu heit is Nochtschicht
Nochtschicht
Nochtschicht

Night Shift

The bikini girl
Is leg amputee
She shows her neon curves
Over the bar
A rusty pinball machine
Between the toilet and the counter
Onions are still rotting
Cold butts and beer
There's a pool table and a jukebox
And just enough room to stand
And the pale Rosi
Behind the bar
She's cracking jokes as always
She has a mouth like a coachman
And an ass like a barn
And a wink for Ferry

In the Espresso Rosi
They're just waiting
For the shadows to
Blow out the light of the day
They lean there and sleep
With open eyes
There's nothing left to talk about
When you have no more chances
At the table in the corner
Someone sits there and waits
He drinks his mocha ex
He trembles and acts tough
He's not from here
And you can tell
And when he asks Rosi, she says
They'll get to him

And he waits further
As he always does
Tonight in this long night
Because tonight is night shift
Night shift

There's Ferry with three junkies
And his second wife
A carpenter's apprentice, no ass
And four years of jail
With no prospect of a job
And enough Marie to live
And the soot of the out, he says
He's given enough of himself
Around ten the crew comes
Peda and Hans
Peda is a pro, Hans wants to be
But he can't quite make it
Ferry cheers him up
Listen, buddy, tomorrow you'll be lying in the sun
So that he believes it himself
There's one last rum

Three quick shots
Three quick beers
Because this will be a long night
Tomorrow everything will be different
That would be a laugh
Tomorrow after this long night
Because tonight is night shift

It's almost twelve
Ferry is already
Long on tour
It's getting quiet at the pool table
Rosi pulls the curtains closed
Rush hour is
Going on half past one
The last ones are now awake
Hanging at the bar
Brightly made-up women
Hoarse suitors
Many worn-out holes
Many no longer waiting
The regular
Says Rosi
Looks at the clock
Do it quickly
I have something to do today
And Lore
The one who for people
With a lot of imagination
Looks like twelve
How old she really is, she never says
She makes sure
That she sits down with her
Customers
Who she then
With sour candies
Lures into the back room
And for a few blue ones
Immediately and in cash
She plays for the gentleman
Who doesn't fit in here
On chaste and pure

There's nothing
She won't do
Tonight in this long night
There's nothing
She won't do
Tonight in this long night
Because she has night shift

It's getting light outside
It's almost morning
Here comes Ferry and Co
Back from the tour
Twelve color portable TVs
Rosi says, I'm like Noah
Then she grabs it
Counts, counts and pays for the goods

This is crazy
She really did it
Tonight in this long night
This is crazy
Hey, hey
Tonight in this long night
Hey, hey
In this night shift
Hey, hey
In this long night
This is crazy
She really did it
Tonight in this long night
Because tonight is night shift
Night shift
Night shift