Met mingem Opa öm achtzehn Ohr, der Tagesschau
Jede Ovend ze Hus, staunt isch över d’r Welt do druus
Revolution un Kreech, Untergänge un Seech
Isch fühlte ein Zwang; dat wor d’r Anfang
Hinus en der Welt stivvele
Ihre Geschichte ze verzälle
Durch das Objektiv, betrachte ich das Leben
Ihre Stimmen zu teilen war immer mein Bestreben
My ambition never strayed; headed off to learn the trade
Pen and notebook in my hand, following a lifelong plan
Sent into the field, felt my destiny was sealed
But nothing can prepare for the day you see war fared
Dürch dat Objektiv, betrachte Isch dat Levve
Ihre Stemme ze deile wor emme mi Bestrevve
Ävver mich packt Ohmaach en ihren Gewöhle
Fuppdich hatt isch su vell Schuldgeföhle
Amongst the valiant maimed, accomplished but ashamed
Of thoughts of boarding planes, fleeing vicarious pain
Of course, there was no choice, I stayed to lift their voice
My own issues veiled, nowhere near this scale
Durch das Objektiv, betrachte ich das Leben
Ihre Stimmen zu teilen war immer mein Bestreben
Keine Spiegel außerhalb der SLR
Mich selbst anzusehen ist viel zu schwer
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Durch das Objektiv Lyrics English
MEN Mingem Grand ÖM Eighteen Ear, the Tagesschau
Every ovend ze hus, is amazed
Revolution UN Kreech, Untergälnänt and Seech
I felt a compulsion; dat what start
Hinus en of the world stivvele
Your story ze tapes
Through the lens, I look at life
Shaving their voices was always my endeavor
My ambition Never Strayed; Headed Off to Learn the Trade
Pen and notebook in my hand, following a lifelong plan
Sent Into the field, Felt My Destiny was Sealed
But Nothing Can Prepare for the Day You See was Fared
Dürch dat objective, look at it dat levve
Your stemme ze dile what eme mi denied
Ävver me grabs ohmaach en your
Fuppdich is su vell debt caves
Amongst The Valiant Maimed, Accomplished But Ashamed
Of Thoughts of Boarding Planes, Fleing Vicarious Pain
Of course, there was no choice, i stayed to lift their voice
My own Issues Veiled, Nowhere Near This Scale
Through the lens, I look at life
Shaving their voices was always my endeavor
No mirrors outside the SLR
To look at myself is far too difficult
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