I used to like to party
Drinking was fun
Because I wasn't sick for three days
After the third glass
Now I'm already thinking about the second beer
What it is tomorrow?
Is my skull pounding, is my circulation going wrong?
Can I stand at eight?
I used to be young and wild
And full of energy!
I used to be I lived the motto:
Wine, women and song!
Today I need to celebrate
No big party at all
Today I'm happy
If you ever see me Leave it alone!
I'm getting old, I'm getting old, I'm getting old!
I wear my hair short
So that you can't see how gray it is
Besides, thin hair blows
Not as beautiful as it once was in the wind...
I'm getting old, I'm getting old, I'm getting old!
It's still ours Life
To make music loudly for you
Together only one path
We never wanted to lose each other!
We have become middle old
You traveled with us
Through the years of our work
Which ultimately only means one thing:
We're getting old, getting old, getting old!
But we won't be alone
Because you're going down this path with us
Until the day of St. Nevers
At least that's our wish...
We're getting old, we're getting old, we're getting old!
Today give my life
Yes, completely other things meaning
Today I'm happy
If I'm not overtired in the morning
Learned an eye for little things
Which I'm passing on to you now
Because despite the adversities
/>It's good the way I live!
I'm getting old, I'm getting old, I'm getting old!
I wear my hair short
So that you can't see how gray it is are
Besides, thin hair blows
No longer as beautiful as it once was in the wind...
I'm getting old, I'm getting old, I'm getting old!
We grow old, grow old, grow old!
Now is the time to raise the glass
While the strength still lasts
We drink to life
Accept and take it lightly!
We're getting old, we're getting old, we're getting old!