Translation of the song lyrics Kein Fenster - Bushido

Kein Fenster (original)

Du weißt, dass ich immernoch der Alte bin
Aber Mama, Mama es ist kalt hier drin
Guck jeden Tag drehst du die Runden auf dem Hof
Wenn du fliehen willst heißt es lass die Hunde auf ihn los
Es ist Knastrap ich guck auf das Schachbrett
Hier heißt jeder dritte Youssef Ali oder Achmed
Und ich muss hier raus muss zu meinen Freunden
Hier gibts Araber, Russen oder Deutsche
Du hast verloren wenn du ungeduldig bist
Hier wo jeder Typ sagt dass er unschuldig ist
Guck mal Mama wir, denn leben hier wie Tiere
Ich habe kein Fenster hier nur ne Schwedische Gardine
Verdammt ich hasse es immer wenn der Wärter stört
Ich hoffe, dass dieses Lied auch die Merkel hört
Ich will nach draußen, draußen wo ich einen Benz fahr
Aber Mama ich hab kein Fenster
Ich hätte damals nie gedacht ich werde ein Gangster
Aber Mama ich hab kein Fenster
Manchmal hast du Geld manchmal ist auch kein Cent da Aber Mama ich hab kein Fenster
Und du weißt dein Sohn er bleibt immer ein Kämpfer
Aber Mama ich hab kein Fenster
Ich wurde kein Anwalt kein Arzt und kein Bänker
Aber Mama ich hab kein Fenster
Mama für dich schreib ich hier drin einen Vers
Mama denn sie haben deinen Jungen eingesperrt
Guck draußen verfolgte ich mein Lebenstraum
Aber hier drin bist du nur im Trainingsraum
Ich lese kaum denn man hat mir mein Willen geraubt
Ich will nur hier raus einfach wieder chillen zu Haus
Yeah meine Freunde sind bestimmt auf ner Party heut
Was ich damals machte hab ich hier drin jeden Tag bereut
Rache in Berlin Ich hustle in der street
Ich kann mir aussuchen ob ich hier im Knast bin oder flieh
Guck mal Mama hier drin ist es dreckig
Von Außen bin ich hart doch mein Inneres verletzlich
Ich will raus rappen ich will Zuhaus essen
Ich will so vieles tun am liebsten würd ich ausbrechen
Zurück in dieser Zeit, als um mich noch kein Trend war
Aber Mama ich hab kein Fenster
Ich hätte damals nie gedacht ich werde ein Gangster
Aber Mama ich hab kein Fenster
Manchmal hast du Geld manchmal ist auch kein Cent da Aber Mama ich hab kein Fenster
Und du weißt dein Sohn er bleibt immer ein Kämpfer
Aber Mama ich hab kein Fenster
Ich wurde kein Anwalt kein Arzt und kein Bänker
Aber Mama ich hab kein Fenster
Mama sag mir bitte wo ist meine Jugend hin
Bitte komm nicht mehr her auch wenn du mich besuchen willst
Es ist Mittwoch heute hab ich Küchendienst
Im Gefängnis sitzen glaub mir sowas müssen gees
Ich will nicht mehr hier bleiben, aber ich hab keine Wahl
Jeden Tag einen Strich mit weißer Kreide malen
Manche gehen drauf vielleicht bin ich Morgen dran
Hier gibts nen Typen der jeden Scheiß besorgen kann
Meine Jungs vermissen mich und trauern
Ich werde noch verrückt zwischen diesen Mauern
Guck mal Mama keiner rettet mich von hier
Ich will reden aber diese Wände sprechen nicht mit mir
Dieses Leben ist ein ewiger Kampf
Ich steh wie ein Mann hier im Käfig gefangen
Yeah manchmal seh ich alle manchmal ist auch kein Mensch da Aber mama ich hab kein Fenster
Ich hätte damals nie gedacht ich werde ein Gangster
Aber Mama ich hab kein Fenster
Manchmal hast du Geld manchmal ist auch kein Cent da Aber Mama ich hab kein Fenster
Und du weißt dein Sohn er bleibt immer ein Kämpfer
Aber Mama ich hab kein Fenster
Ich wurde kein Anwalt kein Arzt und kein Bänker
Aber Mama ich hab kein Fenster.
You know that I am still the same
But Mom, Mom, it’s cold in here
Look, everyday you walk in circles in the courtyard
If you want to escape, they’ll say «Let the dogs loose on him!»
It’s prison rap, I look upon the chess board
Every third person here is called Youssef, Ali or Achmed
And I have to get out of here, to my friends
There are Arabs, Russians and Germans here
You lose if you’re impatient
Here where everyone says he’s innocent
Look, Mom, we’re living like animals here
I don’t have a window, only bars
Damn, I hate it how the guard disturbs me all the time
I hope Merkel *(1) hears this song, too
I want to get out where I drive a Benz
But Mom, I don’t have a window
Back then I would never have thought that I would become a ganster
But Mom, I don’t have a window
Sometimes you have money, sometimes you don’t have a cent
But Mom, I don’t have a window
And you know your son will always be a fighter
But Mom, I don’t have a window
I didn’t become a lawyer, a doctor or a banker
But Mom, I don’t have a window
Mom, I’m writing this verse for you in here
Mom, because they locked up your boy
Look, out there I was following my dream
But in here, you only hang out at the gym
I barely read, because they took away my will
I only want to get out, simply chill out at home
Yeah, I’m sure my friends are at a party tonight
I regret what I did back then every day in here
Vengeance in Berlin, I hustle in the street
I can choose if I want to be here in prison or if I want to escape
Look, Mom, it’s dirty in here
I’m tough on the outside but my inner self is vulnerable
I want to get out and rap, I want to eat at home
I want to do so much, I’d like to break out
Back to the old days, when I wasn’t trendy yet
But Mom, I don’t have a window
Back then I would never have thought that I would become a ganster
But Mom, I don’t have a window
Sometimes you have money, sometimes you don’t have a cent
But Mom, I don’t have a window
And you know your son will always be a fighter
But Mom, I don’t have a window
I didn’t become a lawyer, a doctor or a banker
But Mom, I don’t have a window
Mom, please tell me where has my youth gone
Please don’t come here anymore even if you want to visit me It’s wednesday, I’m on kitchen duty today
Believe me, G’s have to sit in jail
I don’t want to stay in here any longer, but I have no choice
Drawing a stroke on the wall with white chalk every day
Some snuff it, maybe it’s my turn tomorrow
There is a guy here who can get you anything
My boys miss me and grieve
I’m going crazy between these walls
Look, Mom, nobody is coming to save me from here
I want to talk but these walls don’t talk to me This life is an everlasting fight
I’m standing here like a man locked up in a cage
Yeah, sometimes I see everyone, sometimes there is nobody here
But, Mom, I don’t have a window
Back then I would never have thought that I would become a ganster
But Mom, I don’t have a window
Sometimes you have money, sometimes you don’t have a cent
But Mom, I don’t have a window
And you know your son will always be a fighter
But Mom, I don’t have a window
I didn’t become a lawyer, a doctor or a banker
But Mom, I don’t have a window.

(translation)

You know I'm still the same
But mom, mom it's cold in here
Every day you make the rounds in the yard
If you want to escape it means let the dogs loose on him
It's Knastrap I'm looking at the chessboard
Here every third person is called Youssef Ali or Achmed
And I have to get out of here to my friends
There are Arabs, Russians or Germans here
You lose when you're impatient
Here where every guy says he's innocent
Look, Mom, we live here like animals
I don't have a window here, just a Swedish curtain
Damn I always hate it when the warden interrupts
I hope that Merkel will hear this song too
I want to go outside, outside driving a Benz
But mom, I don't have a window
I never thought I'd become a gangster back then
But mom, I don't have a window
Sometimes you have money, sometimes there isn't even a cent, but Mom, I don't have a window
And you know your son he'll always be a fighter
But mom, I don't have a window
I didn't become a lawyer, a doctor, or a banker
But mom, I don't have a window
Mama for you I'll write a verse in here
Mama 'cause they locked up your boy
Look outside, I'm pursuing my life's dream
But in here you're only in the exercise room
I hardly read because my will has been stolen from me
I just want to get out of here just chilling back at home
Yeah my friends are probably at a party today
What I did back then I regretted every day in here
Revenge in Berlin I hustle in the street
I can choose whether I am in prison here or whether I am escaping
Look mama it's dirty in here
I'm tough on the outside but vulnerable on the inside
I want to rap out, I want to eat at home
I want to do so many things, I would like to break out
Back in those days when there was no trend around me
But mom, I don't have a window
I never thought I'd become a gangster back then
But mom, I don't have a window
Sometimes you have money, sometimes there isn't even a cent, but Mom, I don't have a window
And you know your son he'll always be a fighter
But mom, I don't have a window
I didn't become a lawyer, a doctor, or a banker
But mom, I don't have a window
Mama please tell me where did my youth go
Please don't come here anymore even if you want to visit me
It's Wednesday, I'm on kitchen duty today
Be in prison, believe me, it has to be like that
I don't want to stay here anymore, but I have no choice
Draw a line with white chalk every day
Some go on it maybe it's my turn tomorrow
There's a guy here who can get any shit
My boys miss me and mourn
I'm going crazy between these walls
Look mom nobody saves me from here
I want to talk but these walls won't talk to me
This life is an eternal struggle
I stand like a man trapped here in a cage
Yeah, sometimes I see everyone, sometimes there's no one there, but mom, I don't have a window
I never thought I'd become a gangster back then
But mom, I don't have a window
Sometimes you have money, sometimes there isn't even a cent, but Mom, I don't have a window
And you know your son he'll always be a fighter
But mom, I don't have a window
I didn't become a lawyer, a doctor, or a banker
But mom, I don't have a window.
You know that I am still the same
But Mom, Mom, it's cold in here
Look, everyday you walk in circles in the courtyard
If you want to escape, they'll say «Let the dogs loose on him!»
It's prison rap, I look upon the chess board
Every third person here is called Youssef, Ali or Achmed
And I have to get out of here, to my friends
There are Arabs, Russians and Germans here
You lose if you're impatient
Here where everyone says he's innocent
Look, Mom, we're living like animals here
I don't have a window, only bars
Damn, I hate it how the guard disturbs me all the time
I hope Merkel *(1) hears this song, too
I want to get out where I drive a Benz
But Mom, I don't have a window
Back then I would never have thought that I would become a ganster
But Mom, I don't have a window
Sometimes you have money, sometimes you don't have a cent
But Mom, I don't have a window
And you know your son will always be a fighter
But Mom, I don't have a window
I didn't become a lawyer, a doctor or a banker
But Mom, I don't have a window
Mom, I'm writing this verse for you in here
Mom, because they locked up your boy
Look, out there I was following my dream
But in here, you only hang out at the gym
I barely read, because they took away my will
I only want to get out, simply chill out at home
Yeah, I'm sure my friends are at a party tonight
I regret what I did back then every day in here
Vengeance in Berlin, I hustle in the street
I can choose if I want to be here in prison or if I want to escape
Look, Mom, it's dirty in here
I'm tough on the outside but my inner self is vulnerable
I want to get out and rap, I want to eat at home
I want to do so much, I'd like to break out
Back to the old days, when I wasn't trendy yet
But Mom, I don't have a window
Back then I would never have thought that I would become a ganster
But Mom, I don't have a window
Sometimes you have money, sometimes you don't have a cent
But Mom, I don't have a window
And you know your son will always be a fighter
But Mom, I don't have a window
I didn't become a lawyer, a doctor or a banker
But Mom, I don't have a window
Mom, please tell me where has my youth gone
Please don't come here anymore even if you want to visit me It's Wednesday, I'm on kitchen duty today
Believe me, G's have to sit in jail
I don't want to stay in here any longer, but I have no choice
Drawing a stroke on the wall with white chalk every day
Some snuff it, maybe it's my turn tomorrow
There is a guy here who can get you anything
My boys miss me and grieve
I'm going crazy between these walls
Look, Mom, nobody is coming to save me from here
I want to talk but these walls don't talk to me This life is an everlasting fight
I'm standing here like a man locked up in a cage
Yeah, sometimes I see everyone, sometimes there is nobody here
But, Mom, I don't have a window
Back then I would never have thought that I would become a ganster
But Mom, I don't have a window
Sometimes you have money, sometimes you don't have a cent
But Mom, I don't have a window
And you know your son will always be a fighter
But Mom, I don't have a window
I didn't become a lawyer, a doctor or a banker
But Mom, I don't have a window.