Too close to paradise and too close to hell
And sometimes the difference is too hard to tell
With empty pockets and old worn out seams
They say that you build them by writing your dreams
And I’m one step closer now with one more fight
In paradise, they tell me, that the sun shines all night
And maybe I’m crazy believing that stuff
But if this isn’t it, where that’s not enough
I’m too close to paradise and too close to hell
And sometimes the difference is too hard to tell
Now you can come with me, or I’ll go alone
But I’m too close, I’m too close to ever go home again
I’m one step closer now, my heart’s growing cold
But I’ll fall back in love again or so I’ve been told
Trouble that who with me or out the door
But I’m too close, I’m too close to ever go home
I’m too close to paradise and too close to hell
And sometimes the difference is too hard to tell
Now you can come with me, or I’ll go alone
But I’m too close to paradise, too close to let it go
I’m too close to ever go
I’m too close to paradise
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Oh, ich könnte Ihnen so viel erzählen von meine Papa.
Er war eine berühmte Zirkusclown ...
Papa wie ein Pfeil sprang hinauf auf die Seil
Eh la hopp, eh la hopp, eh la hopp
Er spreizte die Beine ganz weit auseinand'
Sprang hoch in die Luft und steht auf die Hand
Eh la hopp, eh la hopp, eh la hopp
Er lachte ha, ha - ha, ha
Und machte ha, ha - ha, ha
Ganze sachte ha, ha - ha, ha
Und rief: eh la hopp, eh la hopp, eh la hopp
Eh la hopp, eh la hopp, eh la hopp, eh la hopp, eh la hopp !
Er ritt auf die Seil und riefe mir zu
Eh la hopp, eh la hopp, eh la hopp
Das konnte er machen zwölf mal ohne Mieh'
er lachte dazu und firchte sich nie
Eh la hopp, eh la hopp, eh la hopp
Eh la hopp, eh la hopp, eh la hopp, eh la hopp
Eh la hopp, eh al hopp, eh la hopp, eh la hopp
O mein Papa, war eine wunderbare Clown
O mein Papa, war eine grosse Kinstler
Hoch auf die Seil, wie war er herrlich anzuschau'n
O mein Papa, war eine schöne Mann.
Ei wie er lacht, sein Mund sie sein so breit und rot
Und seine Aug' wie Diamanten strahlen
O mein Papa war eine wunderbare Clown
O mein Papa war eine schöne Mann
ein schöne Mann
ein schöne Mann
當Lys Assia再唱這首歌時,應該已是年過八旬了吧!
O mein Papa Songtext:
Oh, ich könnte Ihnen so viel erzählen von meine Papa.
Er war eine berühmte Zirkusclown ...
O mein Papa, war eine wunderbare Clown
O mein Papa, war eine grosse Kinstler
Hoch auf die Seil, wie war er herrlich anzuschau'n
O mein Papa, war eine schöne Mann.
Ei wie er lacht, sein Mund sie sein so breit und rot
Und seine Aug' wie Diamanten strahlen
O mein Papa war eine wunderbare Clown
O mein Papa war eine schöne Mann
Ei wie er lacht, sein Mund sie sein so breit und rot
Und seine Aug' wie Diamanten strahlen
O mein Papa war eine wunderbare Clown
O mein Papa war eine schöne Mann
ein schöne Mann
ein schöne Mann
Everyday my papa would work
To try to make ends meat
To see that we were eat
Keep those shoes upon my feet
Every night my papa would take me
And tuck me in my bed
Kiss me on my head
After all my prayers were said
There were years
Of sadness and the tears
But through it all
Together we were strong
Times were rough
But Papa he was tough
Mama, stood beside him all along
Growing up with them was easy
Time just flew on by
The years began to fly
Though they aged, and so did I
I could tell
Mama wasn't well
Papa knew and deep down so did she
And when she died
Papa broke down and cried
All he say was: "God, why her? Take me!"
Everyday he sat there sleeping in his rocking chair
He never went upstair
All because she wasn't there
Then one day he said,
"My Son, I'm proud the way you grown"
"Go out there on your own. I'll be all right alone."
"There are things that you must do; places you must see!"
His eyes were sad as he said goodbye to me
Every time, I kiss my children,
Papa's words ring true
"Your children live through you.
They'll grow and leave you, too"
I remember every word my Papa used to say
I see my kids and pray
That they'll think of me, that way.
可敬的爸爸 "My Son, I'm proud the way you grown"
"Go out there on your own. I'll be all right alone."
"There are things that you must do; places you must see!"
His eyes were sad as he said goodbye to me
可貴的傳承
"Your children live through you.
They'll grow and leave you, too"
I remember every word my Papa used to say
I see my kids and pray
That they'll think of me, that way.
