Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Über Den Pass, artist - Die Goldenen Zitronen. Date of issue: 15.10.2009
Song language: Deutsch
Über Den Pass(original) |
| Im Morgengrauen über den Pass |
| Vor der Grenze noch mal aufgetankt |
| Den Kofferraum voller Rosinen |
| Mit jeder Kuppe einen Schwall des Lichtes |
| In Schlangenlinie die letzten Meter |
| Runter in den 2. Gang |
| Plötzlich, die Vegetation verschwindet |
| Nur noch kahles Gestein |
| Und Schnee |
| Schnee, Schnee, Schnee |
| Schnee, Schnee, Schnee |
| Schnee, Schnee, Schnee |
| Oben angekommen, aussteigen |
| Spürst Du die Anwesenheit toter Inder |
| Rasteten hier die Truppen Alexanders des Großen |
| Wie Marco vorbeizog, Seide gegen Gold |
| Und gutem Hasch |
| Und wo die Briten Betonbollwerke errichten liessen |
| Gegen die deutschen Panzer, die nie kamen |
| Durch den Schnee |
| Schnee, Schnee, Schnee |
| Schnee, Schnee, Schnee |
| Schnee, Schnee, Schnee |
| Von nun an geht’s bergab |
| Also wieder rein in die Karre und los |
| Hinunter ins Tal, rollen lassen |
| Und dabei möglichst viel Sprit einsparen |
| Vielleicht hat man auch den Kopf voller Rosinen |
| Briten und Sprit |
| Hippies und Panzer |
| Gold und Beton |
| Inder und Schnee |
| Panzer und Gold |
| Beton und Inder |
| Briten und Schnee |
| Hippies und Sprit |
| Rosinen, Hasch und Schnee! |
| (translation) |
| Over the pass at dawn |
| Refuel before the border |
| The trunk full of raisins |
| With every crest a surge of light |
| The last few meters in a serpentine line |
| Down to 2nd gear |
| Suddenly, the vegetation disappears |
| Just bare rock |
| And snow |
| snow, snow, snow |
| snow, snow, snow |
| snow, snow, snow |
| Arrived at the top, get off |
| Do you feel the presence of dead Indians |
| This is where the troops of Alexander the Great rested |
| As Marco passed, silk against gold |
| And good hash |
| And where the British had concrete bulwarks built |
| Against the German tanks that never came |
| through the snow |
| snow, snow, snow |
| snow, snow, snow |
| snow, snow, snow |
| From now on it's all downhill |
| So get back in the cart and off you go |
| Down into the valley, let it roll |
| And save as much fuel as possible |
| Maybe you have a head full of raisins |
| British and fuel |
| hippies and tanks |
| gold and concrete |
| Indians and snow |
| armor and gold |
| Concrete and Indian |
| British and snow |
| hippies and fuel |
| Raisins, hash and snow! |