Hi Caro,
hier ist der Text zumindest erstmal im Original:
There’s no business like show business
Irving Berlin
THE BUTCHER, THE BAKER THE GROCER THE CLERK, ARE SECRETELY UN-HAPPY MEN BECAUSE, THE BUTCHER, THE BAKER, THE GROCER, CLERK, THEIR PAID FOR WHAT THEY DO BUT NO APPLAUSE.
THEYD GLADLY KISS THEIR DREARY JOBS GOODBYE FOR ANYTHING THEATRICAL AND WHY.
THERES NO BUSINESS LIKE SHOWBUSINESS, LIKE NO BUSINESS I KNOW, EVERYTHING ABOUT IT IS APPEALING EVERTHING THE TRAFFIC WILL ALLOW, NO WHERE COULD YOU GET THAT HAPPY FEELING WHEN YOU ARE STEALING THE EXTRA BOW.
THERES NO PEOPLE LIKE SHOW PEOPLE, THEY SMILE WHEN THEY ARE LOW, EVEN WHEN THEY TELL YOU THAT YOUR SHOW WILL FOLD, YOU MAY BE STRANDED OUT IN THE COLD, STILL YOU WOULD’NT CHANGE IT FOR A SACK OF GOLD, LETS GO ON WITH THE SHOW.
THE COWBOYS, THE TUMBLERS, THE WRESTLERS THE CLOWNS THE ROUSTABOUTS WHO MOVE THE SHOW AT DAWN, THE MUSIC THE SPOTLIGHT THE PEOPLE THE TOWNS, YOUR BAGGAGE WITH THE LABELS PASTED ON, THE SAWDUST AND THE HORSES AND THE SMELL. THE TOWEL YOU’VE TAKEN FROM THE LAST HOTEL.
THERES NO BUSINESS LIKE SHOW BUSINESS, LIKE NO BUSINESS I KNOW, YOU GET WORD BEFORE THE SHOW HAS STARTED, THAT YOUR FAVOURITE UNCLE DIED AT DAWN, TALK IS THAT YOUR PA AND MA HAVE PARTED YOUR BROKEN HEARTED BUT YOU GO ON.
THERES NO PEOPLE LIKE SHOW PEOPLE THEY SMILE WHEN THEY ARE LOW, YESTERDAY THEY TOLD YOU YOU WOULD NOT GO FAR, THAT NIGHT YOU OPEN AND AND THERE YOU ARE, NEXT DAY ON YOUR DRESSING ROOM THE’VE HUNG A STAR, LETS GO ON WITH SHOW
(an der Formatierung bin ich unschuldig, hab das so bei google gefunden.)
Liebe Grüße
Susanne