Wenn sie kommen English translation
von Namika feat. Ali As
Wenn sie kommen Lyrics Übersetzung
His day has started so early, after only an hour of sleep, he jumps off a cattle carton
Invisible to those coming towards him, reaches into the Mandarin carton and quickly gets away from here
Faces the tourist on the corner, polishes the dirt off his shoes without asking, just for four dirhams
Business is booming here in the holiday season
Keeps his shiny Rolex firmly in his sights when he looks through the open window
Sneaks up to the open window skillfully before anyone hears anything
He takes a quick breath over the rooftops of the city
In this moment he can be a child, shakes off the street dust
One eye still open, all the lights blurred
Both ears pricked up to escape quickly
And he runs when they come
Come, come, come, come, come, come
And he runs when they come
Come, come, come, come, come, come
And he runs when they come come
Come, come, come, come, come, come
And he runs when they come
Come, come, come, come, come, come
They chase after him, nimble as he is, he forces himself through a crack and steps on shards
Suppresses the pain so as not to scream, he limps on so as not to be caught
And he ducks, the police come, he uses older people as a shield until he falls over
Strike one, strike two, the tourists are shocked, but do nothing
Because he is damaging the cityscape, he is just a street child who is too young for prison
First he plays dead and when the moment comes, he tears himself away
He takes a quick breath, hidden in the shadows of the night
In this moment he can be a child, shakes off the street dust
One eye still open, all the lights blurred
Both ears pricked up to escape quickly
And he runs when they come
Come, come, come, come, come, come
And he runs when they come
Come, come, come, come, come, come, come
And he runs when they come
Come, come, come, come, come, come, come
And he runs when they come
Come, come, come, come, come, come
His stomach growls, he waits a moment, takes a deep breath, runs into the shop for branded watches
The sheep in black belts, the hard way, they only pay the street rate for goods
Sad scenes in dusty beige, they sell Haze to the younger tourists
He sees the older ones in Audi TTs, or sitting in the Ritz for the ostrich fillets
And he realizes that his dream will blow away in the shimmering air
His parents are sick, no helping hand, he becomes a man himself here, because someone has to
And he runs when they come
Come, come, come, come, come, come, come
And he runs when they come
Come, come, come, come, come, come
And he runs when they come
Come, come, come, come, come, come
And he runs when they come
Come, come, come, come, come, come
Invisible to those coming towards him, reaches into the Mandarin carton and quickly gets away from here
Faces the tourist on the corner, polishes the dirt off his shoes without asking, just for four dirhams
Business is booming here in the holiday season
Keeps his shiny Rolex firmly in his sights when he looks through the open window
Sneaks up to the open window skillfully before anyone hears anything
He takes a quick breath over the rooftops of the city
In this moment he can be a child, shakes off the street dust
One eye still open, all the lights blurred
Both ears pricked up to escape quickly
And he runs when they come
Come, come, come, come, come, come
And he runs when they come
Come, come, come, come, come, come
And he runs when they come come
Come, come, come, come, come, come
And he runs when they come
Come, come, come, come, come, come
They chase after him, nimble as he is, he forces himself through a crack and steps on shards
Suppresses the pain so as not to scream, he limps on so as not to be caught
And he ducks, the police come, he uses older people as a shield until he falls over
Strike one, strike two, the tourists are shocked, but do nothing
Because he is damaging the cityscape, he is just a street child who is too young for prison
First he plays dead and when the moment comes, he tears himself away
He takes a quick breath, hidden in the shadows of the night
In this moment he can be a child, shakes off the street dust
One eye still open, all the lights blurred
Both ears pricked up to escape quickly
And he runs when they come
Come, come, come, come, come, come
And he runs when they come
Come, come, come, come, come, come, come
And he runs when they come
Come, come, come, come, come, come, come
And he runs when they come
Come, come, come, come, come, come
His stomach growls, he waits a moment, takes a deep breath, runs into the shop for branded watches
The sheep in black belts, the hard way, they only pay the street rate for goods
Sad scenes in dusty beige, they sell Haze to the younger tourists
He sees the older ones in Audi TTs, or sitting in the Ritz for the ostrich fillets
And he realizes that his dream will blow away in the shimmering air
His parents are sick, no helping hand, he becomes a man himself here, because someone has to
And he runs when they come
Come, come, come, come, come, come, come
And he runs when they come
Come, come, come, come, come, come
And he runs when they come
Come, come, come, come, come, come
And he runs when they come
Come, come, come, come, come, come
Writer(s): Beatgees, Ali Zulfiquar Chaudhry, Fabian F.r. Roemer, Hanan Hamdi Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
zuletzt bearbeitet von Maike (Maike_M) am 4. Februar 2025, 14:47