Текст и перевод песни Wolfgang Ambros - G'söchta

G'söchta

Gsöchta, mit dein Heislschmäht bei mir im Oasch daham!
Glaubst weust an Mercedes hast, kannst da deppert einedrahn?
Nur weust a Krawattn umhost, t ka feina Herr!
Glaubst weust da an Whisky tschecherst, t auf amoi wer?

Gsöchta, heast dut so schiach, heast des is a Wahn!
Mit dein Idiotngsicht ghörst ausgstellt auf der Geistabahn!
Glaubst weust da mit′n Geld um di haust, t a klaner Sir?
Wann i di amoi orndlich beutl, brauchst es nimmermehr!

Wos? Goschert wirst? Spü di net bled!
Weu i rauch da ane au, vastehst?
I pick da ane, dass'd di übaschlagst!
I hau da ane in die Gosch′n
Dass'd di a hoibs Jahr mitn Beißn plagst!

Gsöchta, heast mit deiner Wampn schaust aus wi a Sau!
Und die Schaln vom Kleidabauer ändert überhaupt nix drau
Deppert redn kannst daham, bei uns da net, vastehst?
Weu sonst hast von mir a Brade, dass'd nebn die Milano stehst!

Wos? Andrahn willst? Bist wahnsinnig?
Gfüllter, heast i klopf da ane
I daschlog di mit an nossn Fetzn
Dass′d da für morgn nix mehr voanehmen brauchst
Du Weh, du Wimmerl, du Kretzn!

G'söchta

You're looking for trouble, with that loud mouth of yours in my face!
Do you think you can act like an idiot just because you have a Mercedes?
Just because you wear a tie, you're not a fine gentleman!
Do you think you're someone special just because you sip on whiskey?

You look so ugly, it's crazy!
With that idiot face of yours, you should be exhibited in a ghost train!
Do you think throwing your money around makes you a little sir?
If I ever give you a proper beating, you'll never need it again!

What? Are you going to complain? Don't play dumb!
Because I'll slap you one, you see?
I'll punch you so hard you'll flip over!
I'll punch you in the face
So hard that you'll be in agony for half a year!

You're looking for trouble, with that belly of yours, you look like a pig!
And that shell from the clothing store doesn't change a thing
You can talk nonsense at home, but not here, you get it?
Otherwise, I'll give you a beating and you'll end up next to Milano!

What? You want another one? Are you crazy?
You idiot, I'll knock you out
I'll smack you with a wet rag
So hard that you won't have to do anything tomorrow
You wimp, you crybaby, you loser!