Monde Triste, your translation helped a lot! I'm german and I used the one you posted(and the video to the song on youtube) to made my own one!
I think my translation is "nearer" to the original text...
My translation:
Morning, morning - What's up?
Is everything fine with you? - How late?
Soon nine. Ok!
Just wanna go, get something for breakfast.
Turn on the walkman, close the frontdoor
Walk along the street to the shop
Cause there you find the best rolls in town
At the counter I can have a quick look at what the newspaper's telling
(now fast rap)
Something 'bout a major offensive
"innumberable bombs on little town"
Many people lost their live
and razed to the ground in just one night
I pay and leave the baker
Just hear the newscaster say
"situation dramatically aggravated, fantastic weather today!"
suddenly there's a bang - thousands are dying everywhere
the neighbors cat just got killed in an road accident
that sight really can piss you off!
how does that little bastard dare to die here right in front of my eyes!?
[refrain]
Absolute show of madness (ment like 'it's sheer lunacy')
In the TV and in the radio
The sun laughs so gleefully
On Days like these
No one who could tell my why
at breakfast and supper
the questions bother mercilessly
On Days like these
One million (people) threatened of starvation
told estimates of UNICEF
While I chop healthy vegetables up in the mulinex (mulinex=kitchen utensil or so)
See a child in whose cheerless eyes a fly is sitting
Knowing it's that it's really cruelty - but -bloody shit - i don't feel anything!
What's just wrong with me - damned how is that possible?
Perhaps I saw that stuff too often, people see this nearly daily
But why am I not even shocked anymore by the fact
that somewhere people peg out in dirty water!?
This vague feeling, this blankness in the head
Something like that can't happen to us, but what if it would?
And I'm tortured by the questions, I can't stand it any longer-
People there have nothing to eat and I've got stones in my stomach!
[refrain]...
What did he just say - on such an ordinary sunday (?)
happens a real brutal assault in a bestial way
-In which six people died - the injured cry out names
This terrifying actions stop me from sleep now.
And I still see it clearly, the picture on TV
A young man standing there in the dust -
Pleads for child and wife
Now I wonder how it would be to lose one's child
even before it had it's first birthday
but that's beyond my imaginativeness
Maybe the assassins were full of hate for the enemy
Maybe there was love to the family and they where fathers themselves
Sometimes when I watch the news I get a strange feeling
'Coz we're also parents now
have begotten a child
Then I'm becoming afraid that something could happen to us
To lose one person you love, that those things really happen
In the middle of the night I get up and am drenched in sweat
Sneak to the bed of my daughter and hear how she's breathing lowly
[refrain]
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What a madness-show
In the TV and the radio
While the sun laughs so gleefully
I can't get rid of these images anymore!
At breakfast and at supper
And no one who could tell me why
Monde Triste, your translation helped a lot! I'm german and I used the one you posted(and the video to the song on youtube) to made my own one! I think my translation is "nearer" to the original text...
My translation:
Morning, morning - What's up? Is everything fine with you? - How late? Soon nine. Ok! Just wanna go, get something for breakfast. Turn on the walkman, close the frontdoor Walk along the street to the shop Cause there you find the best rolls in town At the counter I can have a quick look at what the newspaper's telling (now fast rap) Something 'bout a major offensive "innumberable bombs on little town" Many people lost their live and razed to the ground in just one night I pay and leave the baker Just hear the newscaster say "situation dramatically aggravated, fantastic weather today!"
suddenly there's a bang - thousands are dying everywhere the neighbors cat just got killed in an road accident that sight really can piss you off! how does that little bastard dare to die here right in front of my eyes!?
[refrain] Absolute show of madness (ment like 'it's sheer lunacy') In the TV and in the radio The sun laughs so gleefully On Days like these No one who could tell my why at breakfast and supper the questions bother mercilessly On Days like these
One million (people) threatened of starvation told estimates of UNICEF While I chop healthy vegetables up in the mulinex (mulinex=kitchen utensil or so) See a child in whose cheerless eyes a fly is sitting Knowing it's that it's really cruelty - but -bloody shit - i don't feel anything!
What's just wrong with me - damned how is that possible? Perhaps I saw that stuff too often, people see this nearly daily But why am I not even shocked anymore by the fact that somewhere people peg out in dirty water!? This vague feeling, this blankness in the head Something like that can't happen to us, but what if it would? And I'm tortured by the questions, I can't stand it any longer- People there have nothing to eat and I've got stones in my stomach!
[refrain]...
What did he just say - on such an ordinary sunday (?) happens a real brutal assault in a bestial way -In which six people died - the injured cry out names This terrifying actions stop me from sleep now.
And I still see it clearly, the picture on TV A young man standing there in the dust - Pleads for child and wife Now I wonder how it would be to lose one's child even before it had it's first birthday but that's beyond my imaginativeness Maybe the assassins were full of hate for the enemy Maybe there was love to the family and they where fathers themselves Sometimes when I watch the news I get a strange feeling 'Coz we're also parents now have begotten a child Then I'm becoming afraid that something could happen to us To lose one person you love, that those things really happen In the middle of the night I get up and am drenched in sweat Sneak to the bed of my daughter and hear how she's breathing lowly
[refrain] + What a madness-show In the TV and the radio While the sun laughs so gleefully I can't get rid of these images anymore! At breakfast and at supper And no one who could tell me why