Trauerfeier Lied deutsche Übersetzung
von Alligatoah
Trauerfeier Lied Lyrics Übersetzung
Melody!
And silence
And I gave every funeral song the same chance
None was monumental and heartbreaking enough, from Queen to Elton John
I won’t leave the show of my big farewell to those sea shanty singers
Here’s the song from the master of ceremonies
The party begins, I imagine it to be gigantic
I hope you’ve gotten me an elephant
I see pouring rain
Tears flowing in the crowd
Children’s eyes asking when they’ll see Daddy again
There are still photos where you can see me in muscular splendor
I also had T-shirts and coffee mugs made
80 bucks, the funeral fund swallows
If you don’t get one, you can probably see pictures of my firm chest on
All private and public channels
In blogs and in every weekly magazine
I assume my modeling career worked out
Still, thanks for showing up in large numbers
But no fighting
A little wait and everyone can bow before the coffin
Shh
You handle the rest yourself
Who hasn’t shed a tear today?
You handle the rest yourself
He’s a bad person and will be shot by angels
You handle the rest yourself
But everything will be fine again
You handle the rest yourself
Because you’ll hear this song on repeat
And my last words before I float to the stars: You’re welcome
Do you hear the wind singing in the trees?
I’ll show you the way
I’m up here, above you
Just as I was in life
To you, fair maiden, I’m a guardian angel in the realm of clouds
If you’re with someone else, I’d rather be a poltergeist
Guys, I’ll miss you too, won’t I?
Remember that I always gave you my home phone number
So many good deeds, man, even the baker in the village
Said that when I’m gone, the world will be a better place
You handle the rest yourself
So the dirty work
A mausoleum doesn’t stay spotless on its own
And avenge my murder, but give yourself a home advantage
If he’s beaten me, he must be a cyborg
I’ve probably picked up a religion by now
To the best of my ability
To avoid the fear of death confidently
Never lived with boastful arrogance
But paradises are tearing each other apart for me, bidding-wise - hey
You handle the rest yourself
Who hasn’t shed a tear today?
You handle the rest yourself
He’s a bad person and will be shot by angels
You handle the rest yourself
But everything will be fine again
You handle the rest yourself
Because you’ll hear this song on repeat
And my last words before I float to the stars: You’re welcome
Orchestra
Piano
Lighters
Vocal sample
And my last words before I float to the stars
Before they put me in a coffin and bury me
"I gave you more than your worth"
"We don’t want to count peas - You’re welcome."
And I gave every funeral song the same chance
No band could convince me
So I wrote quickly and promptly
Because if I never visit my in-laws with offspring
I’d rather leave this world a song
Fin
And silence
And I gave every funeral song the same chance
None was monumental and heartbreaking enough, from Queen to Elton John
I won’t leave the show of my big farewell to those sea shanty singers
Here’s the song from the master of ceremonies
The party begins, I imagine it to be gigantic
I hope you’ve gotten me an elephant
I see pouring rain
Tears flowing in the crowd
Children’s eyes asking when they’ll see Daddy again
There are still photos where you can see me in muscular splendor
I also had T-shirts and coffee mugs made
80 bucks, the funeral fund swallows
If you don’t get one, you can probably see pictures of my firm chest on
All private and public channels
In blogs and in every weekly magazine
I assume my modeling career worked out
Still, thanks for showing up in large numbers
But no fighting
A little wait and everyone can bow before the coffin
Shh
You handle the rest yourself
Who hasn’t shed a tear today?
You handle the rest yourself
He’s a bad person and will be shot by angels
You handle the rest yourself
But everything will be fine again
You handle the rest yourself
Because you’ll hear this song on repeat
And my last words before I float to the stars: You’re welcome
Do you hear the wind singing in the trees?
I’ll show you the way
I’m up here, above you
Just as I was in life
To you, fair maiden, I’m a guardian angel in the realm of clouds
If you’re with someone else, I’d rather be a poltergeist
Guys, I’ll miss you too, won’t I?
Remember that I always gave you my home phone number
So many good deeds, man, even the baker in the village
Said that when I’m gone, the world will be a better place
You handle the rest yourself
So the dirty work
A mausoleum doesn’t stay spotless on its own
And avenge my murder, but give yourself a home advantage
If he’s beaten me, he must be a cyborg
I’ve probably picked up a religion by now
To the best of my ability
To avoid the fear of death confidently
Never lived with boastful arrogance
But paradises are tearing each other apart for me, bidding-wise - hey
You handle the rest yourself
Who hasn’t shed a tear today?
You handle the rest yourself
He’s a bad person and will be shot by angels
You handle the rest yourself
But everything will be fine again
You handle the rest yourself
Because you’ll hear this song on repeat
And my last words before I float to the stars: You’re welcome
Orchestra
Piano
Lighters
Vocal sample
And my last words before I float to the stars
Before they put me in a coffin and bury me
"I gave you more than your worth"
"We don’t want to count peas - You’re welcome."
And I gave every funeral song the same chance
No band could convince me
So I wrote quickly and promptly
Because if I never visit my in-laws with offspring
I’d rather leave this world a song
Fin
Writer(s): Lukas Strobel Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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