Foster The People - Pumped Up Kicks (auf Deutsch)

Die Übersetzung des Liedes behält den Rhythmus, aber nicht 100% korrekt. Falls es die Fehler hat, schreibt mal auf Kommentare. Danke :)

Translation of the song keeps the rhythm, but not 100% precise. If there are any errors, comment them. Thanks :)

Robert's got a quick hand He'll look around the room He won't tell you his plan He's got a rolled cigarette hanging out his mouth  He's a cowboy kid Yeah, he found a six-shooter gun In his dad's closet hidden in a box of fun things And I don't even know what But he's coming for you, yeah, he's coming for you All the other kids with the pumped up kicks  You'd better run, better run, outrun my gun All the other kids with the pumped up kicks  You'd better run, better run, faster than my bullet All the other kids with the pumped up kicks  You'd better run, better run, outrun my gun All the other kids with the pumped up kicks  You'd better run, better run, faster than my bullet Daddy works a long day He be coming home late, yeah, he's coming home late And he's bringing me a surprise Because dinner's in the kitchen and it's packed in ice I've waited for a long time Yeah, the sleight of my hand is now a quick pull trigger I reason with my cigarette And say your hair's on fire You must have lost your wits, yeah All the other kids with the pumped up kicks  You'd better run, better run, outrun my gun All the other kids with the pumped up kicks  You'd better run, better run, faster than my bullet All the other kids with the pumped up kicks  You'd better run, better run, outrun my gun All the other kids with the pumped up kicks  You'd better run, better run, faster than my bullet All the other kids with the pumped up kicks  You'd better run, better run, outrun my gun All the other kids with the pumped up kicks  You'd better run, better run, faster than my bullet All the other kids with the pumped up kicks  You'd better run, better run, outrun my gun All the other kids with the pumped up kicks  You'd better run, better run, faster than my bullet All the other kids with the pumped up kicks  You'd better run, better run, outrun my gun All the other kids with the pumped up kicks  You'd better run, better run, faster than my bullet

Roberts Hand ist blitzschnell Er schaut Zimmer herum Doch du kennst seinen Plan nicht Seine Zigarette hängt aus ihre Mund Er ist Sohn des Cowboys Er fand 6-Kugeln Waffe In sein Vaters Schublade, In die Spielzeugskiste Keine Ahnung, was ist Doch er kommt für dich, ja, er kommt für dich Alle and’re Kindern mit ihren tolle Tritten Besser rennt, besser rennt von meine Waffe Alle and‘re Kindern mit ihren tolle Tritten Besser rennt, besser rennt schneller als die Kugel (2x) Vater hat den langen Tag Er kommt spät nach Haus, ja, er kommt zurück spät Wird mir Überraschung bringen Weil der Frühstück in die Küche in die Eis gepackt ist Hab‘ solang gewartet Meines Handes Geschick ist jetzt die schnelle Abzug Ich nehme Zigarette mit Sage „Dein Haar brennt, du musst ja wohl spinnen“ Alle Kindern... (5x)