Cola In Den Pétrus Lyrics English Translation by Mark Forster, KeKe, LAPLACE
Cola in the Pétrus
The whole world doesn’t care who you are
You just like the crap sweet
The whole world doesn’t care who you kiss
Cola in the Pétrus
The whole world doesn’t care who you are
You just like the crap sweet
The whole world doesn’t care who you kiss
I see myself in old photos, tears drying on my face
Wishing I could tell myself, “You’re good just the way you are”
A lonely girl builds a sandcastle
The world is cold, but no one’s to blame
I’d like to hold myself in my arms
Say, “It’ll be alright in a few years, girl
You’ll slay with your idols on tour”
Yeah, it’ll be alright
I’ll take what’s rightfully mine
It was never about fame, girl
No matter what it is
I won’t stop dreaming, and
Cola in the Pétrus
The whole world doesn’t care who you are
You just like the crap sweet
The whole world doesn’t care who you kiss
Cola in the Pétrus
The whole world doesn’t care who you are (Okay)
You just like the crap sweet (Yeah)
The whole world doesn’t care who you kiss (Hey, hey)
Just a boy from a small town
Big dreams, even if it’s not always easy, yeah
Wearing two crosses around my neck, losing faith
Four years later, I wake up, the dream is real
Because I never stopped dreaming, it’s so surreal
Now wine costs more than driving to you, yeah
And it tastes like I’ve already made it (Haha)
But this bill is not yet paid
Don’t give up on your happiness
Don’t listen to what they say
In the end, they don’t care
(Yes, yes, yes) Hey
Where you are, what you do, if you’ll be happy
Dad said, “Don’t live someone else’s life”
Then tell me the price for it, and I’ll pay it now (Yes, I’ll pay it now), ah
Cola in the Pétrus (Yes, yes)
The whole world doesn’t care who you are (Ah, ah-ah)
You just like the crap sweet
The whole world doesn’t care who you kiss
Cola in the Pétrus
The whole world doesn’t care who you are (Uh-uh, uh)
You just like the crap sweet
The whole world doesn’t care who you kiss
First scratch card, and then suddenly big
Concrete jungle or country roads?
From the lap to the schoolyard
First Valensina, then Bacardí-O
I’m out of the nest like a catapult
With dad’s frustration or mom’s fault
A few million or always broke?
Or in between with a new Golf?
Then a hundred chat logs on the phone
Or just one or all alone?
Kindergarten or forever young?
Emma or Paracetamol?
Supervision or alcohol?
The Beach or Hannelore Kohl?
Blinders or man in the moon?
Prefer cuddling or a spanked ass? (Ah)
Cola in the Pétrus
The whole world doesn’t care who you are (Uh)
You just like the crap sweet
The whole world doesn’t care who you kiss
Cola in the Pétrus
The whole world doesn’t care who you are (Yes, yes)
You just like the crap sweet (Sweet)
The whole world doesn’t care who you kiss