Teufelskreis [English translation]

Verse 1, Sentino:

As a child, I knew I wouldn’t be a fireman,

But I’d be rich, yet didn’t know that they charged tax

Every end is a new beginning

A boy’s soon there, but as a rapper, not a soccer star ¹

Who’s 100 songs strong? It’s Sentino

The rest isn’t well developed, like an embryo

Fuck the “old school;” it’s 2004

I sometimes make 1500 or 2000 here or there

Give the half to my mother, she usually has a lot of sorrows and

She wants it tomorrow and you never know what tomorrow brings

I’ll do it just for her

Take it from me, you can thank Germany’s record industry

‘Cause once in a while I’ve made mistakes I’ve often regretted

I thought I’d failed; each of you hoped it was today

Hoped that my body wasn’t in balance

If one of the words doesn’t fit to the beat, then it’s deliberate

Spit fire until the light’s lit

Verse by verse until then, when it’s done

I want that you notice me, you loser

Otherwise, get the vodka, it’s a vicious circle

Hook:

(2x) It’s a vicious circle, I can’t get out of here

Don’t worry about it, ‘cause I’ll be home soon

But not yet, sometimes it stresses you out

Believe me, everything will be like new and I want you to dream again

Verse 2, Bushido:

When I was young, I knew I wouldn’t be an astronaut

I only knew from movies how to fight in jai

I’ve seen it with friends, look I got it from them

I can understand it, it’s that way with 8 out of 10

Eight out of ten people are in jail for 10 years

Eight out of eight of those guys have black hair and ²

Suddenly, I should make something different out of me

No one comes to me and tells me I can make something out of my life

‘Cause I don’t have a father who tells me anything

Only the little boy who lives with his vices

He who experiences his lyrics is how he lives

People hear him and want him to rap more intensely

No one asks him why he is that way again

Please tell us why you write your songs like that

Why does he say his life is a difficult road?

Possibly because his father’s still truly lacking in his life

The man who takes his son fishing with him

Already at two years old, I wasn’t like any other child

I’m a good son, who loves his mother

And when he becomes rich, he’ll give it all to his mother

Hook:

(2x) It’s a vicious circle, I can’t get out of here

Don’t worry about it, ‘cause I’ll be home soon

But not yet, sometimes it stresses you out

Believe me, everything will be like new and I want you to dream again