woah ey, das war kein text sondern ein aufsatz, die scheiss bibel ist ja kürzer!
ich habe mal mein bestes gegeben, ich habe die sätze aber einzeln übersetzt ohne auf den zusammenhang der einzelnen zeilen zu achten. beim lesen des textes hatte ich auch eher das gefühl, eine art ideensammlung zu bearbeiten, reim, takt oder ähnliches waren ja auch im deutschen nicht drin.
ich habe mich am britschen englisch orientiert, einige redewendungen konnte ich auch nicht übersetzen, da habe ich dann sinngemäss übersetzt (sich beweisen z.b. mit angeben)
wenn du nun versuchst das alles in einen reim zu pressen, wirst du hier und da etwas ändern müssen.
ich hoffe, ich konnte helfen....
Let's talk about you, lads, and those who think they don't know any pain
flake out at the tich of blood
of course they are confident about to be in control
always think they have to show off
In broad daylight, in the cafe next door, girls talk until they drop
They chat a lot, they always chat ,not only in the cafe - at home they are on the line / phone
They talk for ever about trifels, clothes, shopping and boys
there is no silence when there is a girl around
tell them a story, after ten minutes its gone
they never listen close, they are superficial
they only have one thing in mind - cars, sport, girls and themselves
and they are proud to be just the way they are
girls are cry-babies, one wrong word and they turn on the waterworks
so guys feel guilty and try to make it up
but what you guess? they bear grudges, too
they never forget
they think of themselves as hunter-gatherers who want to hunt down and to conquer
they can't see they overrate the power they don't have
they think, they have to crack down on everything, they have to play the heavy
but is it neck or nothing, they fail pitiably
is it girl with a purse, its all about shopping
shopping till the bags are piling up
they don't mind if they don't need the stuff they buy
they shop for lust and fun
they think, they know it better
keep girls away from their beloved ride
swearing when something goes wrong
blame everyone but themselves
girls are crazy about shoes, any shape or colour
sporty, cool or dressy, they must have them all
till they have to add the house to fit in the storage
there is never enough shoes for a girl
glamour boys think, the're always randy
turn their head for every easy girl
feeling weak when a girl comes close
beeing a gentlemen, until they have her in their grip
drop them, when the next catch calls
is it tittle-tattle and scuttle-butt, girls are there first
everything needs to be discussed and they interfere wherever they can
but in relatuionships, they are the ones in pussyfooting around
and we men have to guess or have to be clairvoyant to know, what they have on their mind
they are for shure, they always know the right answer
but with rivals or competitors they can't have a conversation
there is fighting, everyone gets a headnut
the stove and kids are for the women
but they forget, they allways stay a child
listen up, these are no words of course
stop it, this is not the truth
listen up and belive the word I say
your words don't make any sense
you ain't better than us - just different