Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Barfuß , by - Samsas Traum. Song from the album 13 Jahre lang dagegen, in the genre Иностранный рокRelease date: 29.10.2009
Record label: Trisol
Song language: German
Barfuß(original) |
| Jeder Panzer, auch die stärkste |
| Bombe ist zu leicht — |
| Leichter als die Zeit, die viel zu |
| Gleichmäßig verstreicht. |
| Jede Mine, jede Kachel, |
| Jedes Sturmgewehr |
| Kann ich heben, doch ein Haar von |
| Dir ist mir zu schwer. |
| Ich hab' Dich, ich hab' Dich |
| Ich hab' dich gespürt. |
| Etwas hat, etwas hat, |
| Hat mich dort berührt. |
| Ich war da, ganz nah bei, |
| Ganz nah über Dir, |
| Etwas hat überlebt, |
| überlebt in mir. |
| Jedes Foto, jede Karte, |
| Allen Sand und Schnee |
| Nehme ich auf meine Schultern, |
| Tut es noch so weh. |
| Ich will alles stemmen, denn |
| Nichts kümmert mich hier mehr, |
| Außer einem Haar von Dir, |
| Doch das ist viel zu schwer. |
| Ich hab' Dich, ich hab' Dich |
| Ich hab' dich gespürt. |
| Etwas hat, etwas hat, |
| Hat mich dort berührt. |
| Du warst da, ganz nah bei, |
| Ganz nah unter mir, |
| Etwas hat überlebt, |
| Überlebt in Dir. |
| Alles, was noch nicht geschehen |
| Ist, schlägt auf mich ein — |
| Nichts blieb von Dir übrig, so soll |
| Auch von mir nichts übrig sein. |
| Ich kann so viel tragen, doch |
| Nichts lastet auf mir mehr, |
| Als das letzte Haar von Dir, es |
| Wiegt so schrecklich schwer. |
| Everytank, even the heaviest |
| Bomb is far too light — |
| Lighter than the time, that is passing |
| By far too steadily. |
| I can lift every mine, every tile, |
| Every assault rifle, |
| But a singlehair from you |
| Is too heavy for me. |
| I have felt, i have felt, |
| I have felt you. |
| Something has, something has, |
| Has toched me there. |
| I was there, so closy by. |
| So close above you, |
| Something has survived, |
| Survived in me. |
| Every picture, every postcard, |
| All teh sand and snow, |
| I take it all upon my shoulders |
| Even though it hurts. |
| I want to lift everything, for |
| Nothing here interests me any more, |
| Apart from a single hair from you, |
| But it is far too heavy. |
| I have felt, i have felt, |
| I have felt you. |
| Something has, something has, |
| Has toched me there. |
| You were there, so closy by. |
| So close under me, |
| Something has survived, |
| Survived from you. |
| Everything which still hasen’t happened |
| Hits out at me — |
| There was nothing left of you, |
| So shall there be nothing left of me. |
| I can carry so much, but |
| Nothing weighs heavier on me |
| Than the last hair from you, it |
| Is so terribly heavy. |
| (translation) |
| Any tank, even the strongest |
| Bomb is too light — |
| Lighter than the time that much too |
| Spread evenly. |
| Every mine, every tile, |
| Any assault rifle |
| I can lift, but a hair from |
| You are too heavy for me. |
| I have you, I have you |
| I felt you |
| has something, has something |
| Touched me there. |
| I was there, very close |
| very close above you |
| something survived |
| survives in me. |
| Every photo, every card, |
| All sand and snow |
| I take on my shoulders |
| Does it still hurt? |
| I want to do everything, because |
| I don't care about anything here anymore |
| Except a hair from you |
| But that's way too hard. |
| I have you, I have you |
| I felt you |
| has something, has something |
| Touched me there. |
| You were there, very close |
| very close below me |
| something survived |
| Survives in you. |
| Anything that hasn't happened yet |
| Is, hit me— |
| Nothing was left of you, that's how it should be |
| Nothing left of me either. |
| I can carry so much, yet |
| Nothing weighs more on me |
| As the last hair of you, it |
| Weighs so terribly heavy. |
| Every tank, even the heaviest |
| Bomb is far too light — |
| Lighter than the time, that is passing |
| By far too steadily. |
| I can lift every mine, every tile, |
| Every assault rifle |
| But a single hair from you |
| Is too heavy for me. |
| I have felt, I have felt |
| I have felt you. |
| Something has, something has |
| Has toched methere. |
| I was there, so closed by. |
| So close above you, |
| Something has survived |
| Survived in me. |
| Every picture, every postcard, |
| All the sand and snow, |
| I take it all upon my shoulders |
| Even though it hurts. |
| I want to lift everything, for |
| Nothing here interests me any more, |
| Apart from a single hair from you, |
| But it is far too heavy. |
| I have felt, I have felt |
| I have felt you. |
| Something has, something has |
| Has toched methere. |
| You were there, so closed by. |
| so close under me |
| Something has survived |
| Survived from you. |
| Everything which still hasn't happened |
| Hits out at me — |
| There was nothing left of you, |
| So there shall be nothing left of me. |
| I can carry so much, but |
| Nothing weighs heavier on me |
| Than the last hair from you, it |
| Is so terribly heavy. |