Pinker Bademantel Lyrics English Translation by Chapo102 & 102 Boyz
Standing knee-deep in the mess,
But I only smell your Santal.
My neighbor misses the old prices, and his son’s in Turkey,
Above our heads, rain clouds break,
But I won’t get wet.
The radio host talks about new catastrophes,
Don’t say you’re not afraid, because that would be a flat-out lie,
But you’re rapping barefoot through one of my verses,
As if it’s normal.
And then I’m standing there again,
In your pink bathrobe,
Everything around me is a mess,
But it just doesn’t feel that way.
(And I wonder:)
Why do I feel so good when everything’s crap?
I stand barefoot in the blaze, hear the clock ticking,
Yeah, I think it’s you, baby, that’s why I feel good, baby.
Why am I so calm when everything’s screaming around me?
I love listening to you, so it’s quiet,
Yeah, I think it’s you, baby,
Yeah, that’s why I feel good, baby.
In my mail, everything’s yellow, those aren’t love letters,
I practice laughing with myself in my bathroom mirror.
So much war in this world, but with you, I find my peace.
(I can endure it with you.)
The documentary on Arte tells me the end is near,
But I don’t give a damn, I’m buying your wedding ring in installments,
And your Gauloises burn holes in the sheets.
And then I’m standing there again,
In your pink bathrobe,
Everything around me is a mess,
But it just doesn’t feel that way.
Why do I feel so good when everything’s crap?
I stand barefoot in the blaze, hear the clock ticking,
Yeah, I think it’s you, baby, that’s why I feel good, baby.
Why am I so calm when everything’s screaming around me?
I love listening to you, so it’s quiet,
Yeah, I think it’s you, baby,
Yeah, that’s why I feel good, baby.