Текст и перевод песни Wolfgang Ambros - I bin miad (Live)

I bin miad (Live)

A Auto foat untn voabei
I hea a Plottn von de Doors
I sitz vua meina Schreibmaschin
I glaub a Volkswogn woas
I kennt jetzt fuatgeh ins Kaffeehaus
Oba na, duat san de söbn Leit wia gestern
Und de sich i muagn a
I wü schlofn weu i bin miad
Oba bevua i schlofn geh schreib i no a Liad
Und de Gedaunkn, se kumman
Vaschwimmen und gengan wieda fuat
I miaßat jetzt eigentlich schiffn gehn
Oba i sitz grod so guat
Waun i ma des jetzt aufschreibat
Wos i ma grod denk
I denk noch wos i meiner Mutta
Heier zu Weihnochtn schenk
I sitz do und i bin miad
Und i glaub net
Dass aus dem Liad heite no wos wiad
I hob de Plottn umdraht
Und denk ma, heast wos denen ois eifoit
I steh auf und moch des Fensta zua
Weu jetzt wiad ma scho koit
Da Wind geht draußn und waht a Zeitungsstandl um
Untn geht a Bsoffana und fluacht
Der wiad scho wissen warum
I geh schlofn, weu i bin miad
Und i schlof und i dram
I dram von an Liad

I Am Tired (Live)

A car drives past outside
I hear a record by the Doors
I sit at my typewriter
I think a Volkswagen knows
I could go to the coffee shop now
But no, the same people are there as yesterday
And I'll see them tomorrow too
I want to sleep because I am tired
But before I go to sleep, I'll write a song
And the thoughts, they come
They fade away and come back again
I should really go to bed now
But I'm sitting so comfortably
If I just write down what
I'm thinking right now
I'm still thinking about what I'll
Give my mother for Christmas this year
I'm sitting here and I'm tired
And I don't think
That this song will ever become anything
I flipped the record over
And I think to myself, hear what they're playing
I get up and close the window
Because now I'm getting cold
The wind is blowing outside and overturning a newspaper stand
A drunk man is walking down below and cursing
He must know why
I'm going to bed, because I'm tired
And I sleep and I dream
I dream of a song