Kategori: LB

In de Text Boy, I ain’t mad – Jong, ech sinn net rosen Boy, I ain’t mad – Jong, ech sinn net rosen Boy, I ain’t mad at you – Jong, ech sinn net rosen op dech I had to get back at you – Ech hu missen op dech zréckkommen I had to get…

In de Text Are you tired? I can tell that you’re tired – Sidd dir midd? Ech kann soen datt dir midd sidd Your eyes turn gray, you beg me to be silent – Är Ae gi gro, dir frot mech ze stiechen You said I can’t read your mind – Dir sot ech kann…

In de Text And now, the end is near – An elo Ass D ‘ Enn no And so I face the final curtain – An dofir stinn ech virum leschte Rido My friend, I’ll say it clear – Mäi Frënd, ech soen et kloer I’ll state my case, of which I’m certain – Ech…

In de Text (Kirk on the beat) – (Fir An Der Mëtt.) These niggas must’ve forgot, man – Dës Nigger musse vergiess Hunn, Mann Ayo, y’all nigga must’ve forgot, man (New York City) – Ayo, dir Nigger muss vergiess Hunn, Mann (New York City) Ha (You are now rockin’) – Ha (dir rockt elo) Y’all…

In de Text The strands in your eyes that color them wonderful – D ‘ Strécke an ären Aen déi se wonnerbar faarwen Stop me and steal my breath – Halt mech op a gräift mäin Otem And emeralds from mountains that thrust towards the sky – An Smaragde Vu Bierger déi An Den Himmel…

In de Text Once, I was seven years old, my mama told me – Eemol, ech war siwe joer al meng Mamm sot mir “Go make yourself some friends or you’ll be lonely” – “Maacht e Puer Frënn, soss sidd dir einsam “ Once, I was seven years old – Eemol war ech siwe joer…

In de Text And even if you say goodbye, you’ll never go away – An och wann dir äddi seet, gitt dir ni fort You are the rainbow in my sky, my colours in the grey – Dir sidd De Reebou a mengem Himmel, Meng Faarwen A Gro My only wish upon a star, sunshine…