Текст и перевод песни QL - E Guete Tag Zum Schtärbe

E Guete Tag Zum Schtärbe

I schta am Morge uf es isch haub vier
D'Bire tuet mir weh vom vile Bier
I stogle über e bettrand
Schla dr chopf am nachttisch uf
De houts mi schwungvou uf mi frässe
Mi chatz di lacht mi us
I schtoh wieder uf es brummet mi gring
E zahng schint broche z'si
U während däm i uf ne riisnagu tschaupe
Fauts mir wieder i

Hüt isch e guete tag zum schtärbe
So macht das läbe gar kei sinn
D'götter wei mir dr spass verderbe
Niemer gönnt mir e grosse gwinn
ä guete tag zum schtärbe
So macht das läbe gar kei spass
Bevor i mir miner zäng usbisse
Biss i lieber grad is grass

D'Eier z'weich dr Anke z'hert
Dr Kafi isch arschchaut
Im Brot da tobt sech dr Schimmu us
Entfaut das z'Morge haut
Mis Outo hett me demoliert
Es hanget e Zettu dra
Vo mire Fründing wo mir seit
Was ig se aues cha
Sie füert die Sach no chly nöcher us
I sigi zu oft blau
Sie seit mir somit läbe wou
Das weiss ig ganz genau

Hüt isch e guete tag zum schtärbe
So macht das läbe gar kei sinn
D'götter wei mir dr spass verderbe
Niemer gönnt mir e grosse gwinn
ä guete tag zum schtärbe
So macht das läbe gar kei spass
Bevor i mir miner zäng usbisse
Biss i lieber grad is grass

I schiess mir i Fuess
Irgendwie wird i das scho schaffe
Bevor no meh ertrage muess

Bim Sägi schtigt es Mega Fescht
Grad chum i dört a
Doch a jedere Frou won i dört gseh
Hanget scho e Macker dra
Jetz bruch i e whisky und es bier
D'schnappsbar isch mis Ziel
Dört gsehn i mini fründin schtöhnend
Mit em Tosi bim Liebes-Schpiel
I schtige is Outo u fahre los
U dänke hoffentli
Dänkt die Frou wo mir vor e Chare louft
Genau e so wien I

Hüt isch e guete tag zum schtärbe
So macht das läbe gar kei sinn
D'götter wei mir dr spass verderbe
Niemer gönnt mir e grosse gwinn
ä guete tag zum schtärbe
So macht das läbe gar kei spass
Bevor i mir miner zäng usbisse
Biss i lieber grad is grass

Hüt isch e guete tag zum schtärbe
So macht das läbe gar kei spass
Bevor i mir miner zäng usbisse
Biss i lieber grad is grass
ä guete tag zum schtärbe
So macht das läbe gar kei sinn
I wott dr Schpass öich nid verderbe
O nid wenn i gschtorbe bi!

A Good Day to Die

I wake up in the morning around four
My head is aching from all the beer
I stumble over to the edge of the bed
And hit my head on the nightstand
It knocks me out cold
My cat is laughing at me
I get up again, my stomach is growling
I think I've broken a tooth
And while I'm looking at a giant spider
I pass out again

Today is a good day to die
Life makes no sense at all
The gods want to ruin our fun
No one ever lets me win big
A good day to die
Life is no fun at all
Before I knock my teeth out
I'd rather just bite the grass

The eggs are too soft, the bacon is too hard
The coffee is burnt
The bread is moldy
Breakfast is ruined
My car has been vandalized
There's a note on it
From my girlfriend, who tells me
What I can do with myself
She goes into great detail
I'm too drunk all the time
She tells me where to go
I know exactly where that is

Today is a good day to die
Life makes no sense at all
The gods want to ruin our fun
No one ever lets me win big
A good day to die
Life is no fun at all
Before I knock my teeth out
I'd rather just bite the grass

I'll shoot myself in the foot
I'll find a way to do it
Before I have to endure any more

There's a big party at the lake
I'm just about there
But every woman I see
Has a man on her arm
Now I need a whiskey and a beer
The bar is my destination
There I see my girlfriend making out
With Tony in a loving embrace
I get in my car and drive away
And I hope
The woman who runs in front of my car
Is thinking the same thing as me

Today is a good day to die
Life makes no sense at all
The gods want to ruin our fun
No one ever lets me win big
A good day to die
Life is no fun at all
Before I knock my teeth out
I'd rather just bite the grass

Today is a good day to die
Life is no fun at all
Before I knock my teeth out
I'd rather just bite the grass
A good day to die
Life makes no sense at all
I don't want to ruin your fun
Not even when I'm dead!