Irgendwie, Irgendwo, Irgendwann English translation
von Jan Delay
Irgendwie, Irgendwo, Irgendwann Lyrics Übersetzung
In the fall through space and time,
Towards infinity
Moths fly into the light,
Just like you and I.
[[Chorus:]]
Somehow, someday,
Somewhere, the future begins,
I won’t wait much longer,
Love is made from courage,
Don’t think too long,
We ride on fire wheels,
Towards the future through the night.
And I say
Give me your hand
I’ll build you a castle out of sand
Somehow, somewhere, someday
The time is ripe for a little tenderness
Somehow, somewhere, someday
In flight through time and space,
Waking from a dream,
Just a brief moment,
Then the night returns
[[Chorus]]
I need companionship like a rider,
Then I don’t care about tears and clothes,
Then for the one who haggles with a dictionary,
Life becomes tender like turkey meat,
Yes, then loneliness ends,
Because then no one has time,
Then nothing matters to me anymore,
Together, after work comes the fine work,
There are many lobbies,
For the hobby called love,
And my life is tough,
Waiting for the opportunity like thieves,
Someday it will come,
Somewhere I will find it for sure,
And it will have it in itself, and with a child too.
[[Chorus]]
Towards infinity
Moths fly into the light,
Just like you and I.
[[Chorus:]]
Somehow, someday,
Somewhere, the future begins,
I won’t wait much longer,
Love is made from courage,
Don’t think too long,
We ride on fire wheels,
Towards the future through the night.
And I say
Give me your hand
I’ll build you a castle out of sand
Somehow, somewhere, someday
The time is ripe for a little tenderness
Somehow, somewhere, someday
In flight through time and space,
Waking from a dream,
Just a brief moment,
Then the night returns
[[Chorus]]
I need companionship like a rider,
Then I don’t care about tears and clothes,
Then for the one who haggles with a dictionary,
Life becomes tender like turkey meat,
Yes, then loneliness ends,
Because then no one has time,
Then nothing matters to me anymore,
Together, after work comes the fine work,
There are many lobbies,
For the hobby called love,
And my life is tough,
Waiting for the opportunity like thieves,
Someday it will come,
Somewhere I will find it for sure,
And it will have it in itself, and with a child too.
[[Chorus]]
Writer(s): Joern-uwe Fahrenkrog-petersen, Carlo Karges Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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