Könige der Nacht English translation
von Bizzy Montana
Könige der Nacht Lyrics Übersetzung
We're going aimlessly, boys, it's the weekend
Jack, Jimmy, Cokerocks, Becks, broken hands
It's so perfect, I'm in the mood and thinking
That, as always, it doesn't end until Sunday morning
Spotlight, nightlife, free mind, getting high
kings of the night, head offline, be free
Eiszeit, Novoline, bills in the slot
Stick, stone, knock small, Gesocks-Time
:
Becks, drink up. Voddi, Jimmy, Jack, Coke, Pepp too
Blackout, I gotta get out of this mess, bastard
Let's goo, I always go out fresh-dressed
What dress code? I look perfect
Weekend again - killer kamikaze
I shoot myself off and drink the Shivas on the parking deck
Alright boss, I'm warm now
A snowflake that presses me into the train
C-C-C chaos around me, the colored lights are shining
In the disco between bad boys and chic brides
You will always find this German in the center
Fly like on cloud nine, don't waste time
kid what's up? Because it's demolition in the hut
The tables full of bottles, one still fits in the gap
Just one schnapps and I'll crush elephants like a mosquito
Through the night, everything crazy, everything fits, we're happy
:
Pockets full: This, that. Hello bartender
Collapse at the checkout, just take the flakes as you please
Dollars in the eyes, pay cash, color purple
Shampus, Cohiba, we're VIP, there
It's Murder on the Dancefloor again
I'm on fire when I party, Bizzy Bad Boss
Damn yau, the place is burning out
Fire in the shed, badaboom, badabang, bye
Next round: Put the Henny on the counter
The pump works, but no one sees a reason to go
We are on the move and live until the foundations tremble
Straight ahead, there is no limit, it goes against it without restraint, yeaaah
After the very last round of whiskey
All silent, all but me disappeared into nothing
For now I've found a trick a long time ago:
There is no end, because the tank provides light in the dark
Jack, Jimmy, Cokerocks, Becks, broken hands
It's so perfect, I'm in the mood and thinking
That, as always, it doesn't end until Sunday morning
Spotlight, nightlife, free mind, getting high
kings of the night, head offline, be free
Eiszeit, Novoline, bills in the slot
Stick, stone, knock small, Gesocks-Time
:
Becks, drink up. Voddi, Jimmy, Jack, Coke, Pepp too
Blackout, I gotta get out of this mess, bastard
Let's goo, I always go out fresh-dressed
What dress code? I look perfect
Weekend again - killer kamikaze
I shoot myself off and drink the Shivas on the parking deck
Alright boss, I'm warm now
A snowflake that presses me into the train
C-C-C chaos around me, the colored lights are shining
In the disco between bad boys and chic brides
You will always find this German in the center
Fly like on cloud nine, don't waste time
kid what's up? Because it's demolition in the hut
The tables full of bottles, one still fits in the gap
Just one schnapps and I'll crush elephants like a mosquito
Through the night, everything crazy, everything fits, we're happy
:
Pockets full: This, that. Hello bartender
Collapse at the checkout, just take the flakes as you please
Dollars in the eyes, pay cash, color purple
Shampus, Cohiba, we're VIP, there
It's Murder on the Dancefloor again
I'm on fire when I party, Bizzy Bad Boss
Damn yau, the place is burning out
Fire in the shed, badaboom, badabang, bye
Next round: Put the Henny on the counter
The pump works, but no one sees a reason to go
We are on the move and live until the foundations tremble
Straight ahead, there is no limit, it goes against it without restraint, yeaaah
After the very last round of whiskey
All silent, all but me disappeared into nothing
For now I've found a trick a long time ago:
There is no end, because the tank provides light in the dark
Writer(s): Daniel Ott Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
zuletzt bearbeitet von Mellzi_17 (Melly_Jedward) am 14. Februar 2023, 11:17