Echte Freunde English translation
von SDP

Women come and go, nothing but tears
Because they fucked my heart
But you're always there for me
When it's hardest for me
And if there was something to celebrate, we were always there
Even without a cent in the bank
Because that's not what it's about
Because you can't buy real friends
You recognize a real friend by the fact that he's there
When you're completely screwed
And not by the fact that he only writes when he wants something
Or likes a picture now and then


A thousand comments, a thousand likes
All this crap that leaves nothing behind
Because at the end of the day, the real friends
Among a hundred thousand are only two, three people
A thousand parties, superficiality
Everything rushes by, hardly anyone stays
Because at the end of the day, the real friends
Among a hundred thousand are only two, three people

Buddies come and go, I don't shed a tear
Because they weren't real friends
The people you meet at parties
With names you forget the next day
But we always trusted each other, never had stress about women
Let alone about money, man
For an only child like me, that's strange
We're like brothers from different parents
You recognize a real friend by the fact that he's there
When you're completely screwed
And not by the fact that he suddenly talks your ear off
When you're having success


A thousand comments, a thousand likes
All this crap that leaves nothing behind
Because at the end of the day, the real friends
Among a hundred thousand are only two, three people
A thousand parties, superficiality
Everything rushes by, hardly anyone stays
Because at the end of the day, the real friends
Among a hundred thousand are only two, three people

And you know, my friends, they know me best
We've experienced so much together, that can't be replaced
You can only understand that if you were there too
No one can separate us, because there was no marriage
I've known some since tricycles, some have moved away
But wherever we meet again, that's home
I don't have many friends, because good ones are very rare
All the party people have nothing to say to us
If someone criticizes me, it goes in one ear and out the other
But if one of my boys says it, it's unfortunately usually true
As I said, I don't have many friends
But those I love are my family to me

A thousand comments, a thousand likes
All this crap that leaves nothing behind
Because at the end of the day, the real friends
Among a hundred thousand are only two, three people
A thousand parties, superficiality
Everything rushes by, hardly anyone stays
Because at the end of the day, the real friends
Among a hundred thousand are only two, three people