Текст и перевод песни Wolfgang Ambros - Irgendwann

Irgendwann

Irgendwaun hob i gnua ghobt und bin
Fuatgaungan aus dem dreckigen Wien.
Pass auf, Oida, hob i ma gsogt,
Des Leben woat net.

Do klopfns au bei dia,
Weus wissen, dass′d daham bist,
Do hauns da's Hackl ins Kreiz,
Weus wissen, dass′d allan bist.
Do kreuns da in de Nugatschlucht,
Weus wissen, dass'd net oam bist,
Da beste Freind benimmt si wia a Viech,
De Leit san oft so widerlich.

Do glaubns si kennan da mit ihrer Bledheit imponiern,
Do glaubns si kennan di mit ihre Schmäh aufs Glotteis fian.
Do fian's da ihre Kinda vua
De haums wia Zirkuspferd dressiert,
So brav und so unhamlich oartig,
De Leit san oft so widerlich.

I brauch eigentlich nix außer Wossa und Brot und a Auto zum lebn,
I hob a net vü außer Göd und Liebe und meine Liada zum gebn,
Oba brauch i leben,
Brauch i denn wos hergebn?
Na.

Du faungst mi o,
Du lochst mi aus,
Du rennst ma davon.
Du rennst ma davon und daun woatst auf mi.
Du Hund bist mei Schicksoi
Und i waß net warum i da no nochrenn.
I faung di do net.
Du bist wia a Schottn.
Ach waun i do nua fliagn kennt.

Irgendwaun hob i gnuaghobt und bin
Zruckgaungan in des dreckige Wien.
Pass auf, Oida, hob i ma gsogt,
Jetzt geht′s auns sterbn.

Someday

Someday I had enough and left
Vienna behind.
"Look out, pal," I said to myself,
"Life isn't waiting for you."

Someone knocks on your door one day,
Knowing you're home.
They drive a stake through your heart,
Knowing you're alone.
They drive you into the depths of despair,
Knowing you have no one.
Your best friend acts like a beast,
People are often so horrible.

They think they can impress you with their stupidity,
They think they can make you see the world the way they do.
They shove their kids in your face,
Trained like circus horses,
So well-behaved and so terribly polite,
People are often so horrible.

All I need is water and bread and a car to live,
I don't have much to offer except money, love, and my songs,
But I need to live,
So do I have to give anything up?
No.

You pick on me,
You laugh at me,
You run away from me.
You run away from me and then you get mad at me.
You heartless dog,
And I don't know why I'm still chasing you.
I'm not catching you.
You're like a ghost.
If only I could fly.

Someday I had enough and returned
To the dirty streets of Vienna.
"Look out, pal," I said to myself,
"Now it's time to die.".