FOR ENGLISH LISTENERS: Transscript i made for my girlfriend: Please welcome the german Champion in office Jan Phillip Zymny Hello I'm very pleased to be able to talk aside this communist Coalcart (looks up) For that Purpose, I brought a text. In the beginning, there's a Poem, We gotta go through that togethe, and afterwards, there's something... else. (looks around) I didnt say anything yet... Please stay conscious. I'll start at the top and proceed towards the bottom, that method turned out to work. I request your absolute concentration. " A sound, as bright as a bell, The sky's soft ray kisses you. Ambrosia, the god's drink, Oh, if only one knew angels... Winds go far, seen much at many places, Everyone now stays with you, and calmly whispers honey word. The river's frigid creek, The water's wondrous song. The muses joyful moan, and i don't know what happens to me." Ummmm... bla bla bla... I ask myself, "Is that love?" I lay awake nights long, asking myself, "Is that love?" I think about you 24 hours a day, 6 days a week. and I ask myself, "Is that love?" On sundays, i have a day off. I don't think on sundays. I die a thousand painful deaths. the minutes fade to seconds, as you only take 15 minutes longer thatn usual, to answer my facebook text message. And in those seconds, every one of the astral, infinite, duration that a star takes to be born, to glow, and and decay, in those seconds, i ask myself: "oh, god, why doesn't she answer? did something happen? Doesn't she want to talk to me any more? why? Did i say something wrong? Did i say too much? did i not say enough? Should i say more? or do i push her too much? Why doesn't she answer? did i say something stupid? oooof course did i say something stupid! ...did i ever say something intelligent? what is up here? did something happen to her? should i call the police? do i completely overreact? am i too insecure? IS THAT LOVE? AND THEN! And then, the day that we first met. In an ice café That is SOO SWEET! I GET DIABETUS FROM THE MEMORY, SO SWEET IS IT. //Grammar got lost in translation we talked, and talked, and talked, and the cafe closed, and we carried on talking, and we laughed, and we got mad, and we understood each other, but that cursed moment of the first goodbye came closer, inexorably. and so i took the bit of pride, that a guy like me has, who consists of 50% cuddly and 50% cozy. supported it with 2-3 stanchions of courage, looked at the askew construction, and confessed to her: "...UUuuh... that I kinda have a crush on you..." Not Love, Not just like, but "...UUuuh... kinda have a crush on you..." Do you understand? It's Perfectly balanced. clear, but not scaring. And you just like "UUUUUHHHhhhh... I kinda see us, like, rather as like friends or so..." Something ripped inside me. My heart Ripped into One parts. //Grammar got lost before translation Fell to the floor, and shaped a mosaic, stating the word "Friends" And I was like "Okay o.o" Then i Ran. I ran through the glass window of the café, that still had open, extra for us, I ran through the city and up to the Autobahn, I ran so fast, that it not only was irrellevant that i ran along the autobahn as a Pedestrian, but also passed a "Porsche Cayenne", stopped a few Km further, and farted at exactly the right moment to get it caught in its ventilation system, and into the face of the pretentious Porsche-Ass. I ran so fast that Sonic, Flash, the roadrunner and Usain bolt got depressive and gave up on their jobs, and since then work at McDonalds. Running fast at all is a crappy superpower. "Oh a superhero, what can you do?" "what normal humen cando, only MORE" wow... by that logic, my superpower is eating. I Ran. And as i ran enough, i yelled. I ran further. I didn't shout, i didn't scream, and i didn't articulate myself loudly. I yelled. 'cause yelling, is the mighty battlecry of the broken man. i ran and yelled to the deepest ocean, and swam further, and i swam and yelled as a melalfan in a ballpool. Yellingly, i came back to the landside, and ran further to the deepest jungle, and as i yelled, the monkeys heard me and said "Krass" //german "slang for impressive" Out of surprise, they learnt talking! I've yelled them to the next stage of evolution. ... this makes no sense, but is the truth i ran and yelled up to the highest mountain where i met a wise old man who taught me kung fu, but nut any kung fu, verbal kung fu. (gotta do with yelling) up there i brought running and yelling to perfection i learnt the movementless running, the silent yelling, and the yelled meditation. and i learnt dancing samba. (makes no sense but the old man was a bit lonely.) and one day, as i meditated, so close to the sky, I recognized. I recognized, I yelled and i returned. I returned to the cafe, where you, out of unexplainable reasons, still sat. I built myself up infront of you, i needed neither courage notr pride for that, even though i achieved both more than enough on my trip, and said: "that's not Okay o.o" "That's crap." "i find that crap" but you just looked at me sadly, and i recognized again. because of you, i recognized, that i can't force you to return my feelings, but i can run. and yell. that helps a bit. as a goodbye, i got your phone number, to "stay in contact O.P, and maybe eat another ice cream". as a goobye, you got a random 13-digit number from me. that began with 015... for... maybe you one day need a 13-digit random number. then we both went our ways, and that's all i can say about that. but if you say now, Jan Phillip, you, and running? i don't believe you. then i want to answer you one thing:
Dieser eklige Moment wo man sich fragt: ist mein Umfeld einfach langweilig, oder bin ich zu merkwürdig? (In der Regel lautet die Antwort darauf: beides :3 )
also eigentlich fand ich den ganz gut....bis er sich über flash lustig gemacht hat.....ich mein der ist einer der mächtigsten helden im dc-Universum....super-Speed ist überhaupt nicht nutzlos!!!
Flash, Quicksilver, Sonic und co. - wenn du angeschossen werden würdest, könnten sie zu dem Schuss *spazieren* und die Kugel abfangen. Aber klar. Übermenschliche Schnelligkeit ist nutzlos. :D
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Ich finde das nicht in Ordnung, dass der Jan-Philip mich einfach so mit einem Satz abspeist und nie wieder erwähnt. Für wen hält er sich?
bestes Kommentar! :D
:D so guut!!
sag jetzt nicht du hast extra für diesen comment den account gemacht? :'D
Man kann sich auch einfach umnennen ;)
Drachen Glut aber nicht für 2 Jahre
Der Mann ist gut!
Gibt mir mehr davon!
Gebt*
" Der Mann ist gut! Gebt mir mehr davon! "
Bist Du jetzt glücklich?
Damit hast du der deutschen Sprachkultur einen hohen Dienst erwiesen; ich hätte nicht gedacht, dass du reagierst. =)
verlainehunt666
Oh warum nicht. Hast mich ja nur verbessert^^
*****
AHHHHHHHHHHHH
Ich muss ihn unbedingt mal live sehen. Hammer Typ. :D
FOR ENGLISH LISTENERS:
Transscript i made for my girlfriend:
Please welcome the german Champion in office Jan Phillip Zymny
Hello
I'm very pleased to be able to talk aside this communist Coalcart (looks up)
For that Purpose, I brought a text.
In the beginning, there's a Poem, We gotta go through that togethe, and afterwards, there's something... else.
(looks around)
I didnt say anything yet...
Please stay conscious.
I'll start at the top and proceed towards the bottom, that method turned out to work.
I request your absolute concentration.
"
A sound, as bright as a bell,
The sky's soft ray kisses you.
Ambrosia, the god's drink,
Oh, if only one knew angels...
Winds go far, seen much at many places,
Everyone now stays with you, and calmly whispers honey word.
The river's frigid creek,
The water's wondrous song.
The muses joyful moan,
and i don't know what happens to me."
Ummmm... bla bla bla...
I ask myself, "Is that love?"
I lay awake nights long, asking myself, "Is that love?"
I think about you 24 hours a day, 6 days a week.
and I ask myself, "Is that love?"
On sundays, i have a day off. I don't think on sundays.
I die a thousand painful deaths.
the minutes fade to seconds,
as you only take 15 minutes longer thatn usual,
to answer my facebook text message.
And in those seconds, every one of the astral, infinite, duration that a star takes to be born,
to glow, and and decay,
in those seconds, i ask myself:
"oh, god, why doesn't she answer?
did something happen?
Doesn't she want to talk to me any more?
why?
Did i say something wrong?
Did i say too much?
did i not say enough?
Should i say more?
or do i push her too much?
Why doesn't she answer?
did i say something stupid?
oooof course did i say something stupid!
...did i ever say something intelligent?
what is up here?
did something happen to her?
should i call the police?
do i completely overreact?
am i too insecure?
IS THAT LOVE?
AND THEN!
And then,
the day that we first met.
In an ice café
That is SOO SWEET!
I GET DIABETUS FROM THE MEMORY, SO SWEET IS IT. //Grammar got lost in translation
we talked,
and talked,
and talked,
and the cafe closed,
and we carried on talking,
and we laughed, and we got mad,
and we understood each other,
but that cursed moment of the first goodbye came closer, inexorably.
and so i took the bit of pride, that a guy like me has,
who consists of 50% cuddly and 50% cozy.
supported it with 2-3 stanchions of courage,
looked at the askew construction,
and confessed to her:
"...UUuuh... that I kinda have a crush on you..."
Not Love,
Not just like,
but
"...UUuuh... kinda have a crush on you..."
Do you understand?
It's Perfectly balanced.
clear, but not scaring.
And you just like "UUUUUHHHhhhh... I kinda see us, like, rather as like friends or so..."
Something ripped inside me.
My heart Ripped into One parts. //Grammar got lost before translation
Fell to the floor,
and shaped a mosaic, stating the word "Friends"
And I was like "Okay o.o"
Then i Ran.
I ran through the glass window of the café,
that still had open, extra for us,
I ran through the city and up to the Autobahn,
I ran so fast, that it not only was irrellevant that i ran along the autobahn as a Pedestrian,
but also passed a "Porsche Cayenne", stopped a few Km further,
and farted at exactly the right moment to get it caught in its ventilation system,
and into the face of the pretentious Porsche-Ass.
I ran so fast that Sonic, Flash, the roadrunner and Usain bolt got depressive and gave up on their jobs, and since then work at McDonalds.
Running fast at all is a crappy superpower.
"Oh a superhero, what can you do?"
"what normal humen cando, only MORE"
wow...
by that logic, my superpower is eating.
I Ran.
And as i ran enough, i yelled.
I ran further.
I didn't shout, i didn't scream, and i didn't articulate myself loudly.
I yelled.
'cause yelling, is the mighty battlecry of the broken man.
i ran and yelled to the deepest ocean, and swam further, and i swam and yelled as a melalfan in a ballpool.
Yellingly, i came back to the landside,
and ran further to the deepest jungle, and as i yelled,
the monkeys heard me and said
"Krass" //german "slang for impressive"
Out of surprise, they learnt talking!
I've yelled them to the next stage of evolution.
... this makes no sense, but is the truth
i ran and yelled up to the highest mountain where i met a wise old man who taught me kung fu,
but nut any kung fu,
verbal kung fu.
(gotta do with yelling)
up there i brought running and yelling to perfection
i learnt the movementless running, the silent yelling, and the yelled meditation.
and i learnt dancing samba.
(makes no sense but the old man was a bit lonely.)
and one day, as i meditated, so close to the sky,
I recognized.
I recognized, I yelled and i returned.
I returned to the cafe, where you, out of unexplainable reasons, still sat.
I built myself up infront of you, i needed neither courage notr pride for that,
even though i achieved both more than enough on my trip,
and said:
"that's not Okay o.o"
"That's crap."
"i find that crap"
but you just looked at me sadly, and i recognized again. because of you, i recognized, that i can't force you to return my feelings,
but i can run.
and yell.
that helps a bit.
as a goodbye, i got your phone number, to "stay in contact O.P, and maybe eat another ice cream".
as a goobye, you got a random 13-digit number from me.
that began with 015...
for...
maybe you one day need a 13-digit random number.
then we both went our ways, and that's all i can say about that.
but if you say now, Jan Phillip, you, and running?
i don't believe you.
then i want to answer you one thing:
Du hast zu viel zeit.
ja
GamerMinion Statt Krass könntest du einfach ''Woah'' schreiben und musst nichmal ne erklärung dahinter schreiben. :)
thank you very much!!
You are awesome! Thanks for translating
50% Knuddeln und 50% Kuscheln? Du gefällst mir!:D
und meine Superkraft ist Essen.
Ziemlich gut beschrieben, wie es sich anfühlt gefriendzoned zu werden😅
Ich schmeiß mich weg XD Zymny ist der Beste!
Beste Stelle: "Ich schwamm und brüllte wie ein Metaler im Spaßbad!"
UND ALS DIE BRÜLLAFFEN OBEN IN DEN BÄUMEN MICH HÖRTEN, DA SAGTEN SIE: "Krass ..."
BESCHTE!!! XD
50% aus Knuddel und 50% aus Kuschel. Herrlich... Da mag man ihn gleich sofort drücken, ^-^
Tja er beschriebt mal wieder sehr schön eine Situation die wir alle (bis auf ein paar glückliche Shisser) schonmal erlebt haben...mehr als einmal...
das publikum ist der hammer! und sein text sowieso;)
Es fing gut an und wurde immer besser.
Doch der schluss war scheiße, da wars zuende
einfach nur GENIAL !
BÄRENKATAPULT!!!
LegendaryBananas aber warum?
FICK DICH, DESHALB!!! Danke für diese wunderschöne Konversation :P
LegendaryBananas AWESOME
Nichts ist gefährlicher als fliegende Bären!
@@jothesimp842 Doch halt, eins ist tödlicher als fliegende Bären: fliegende Bären mit Streitäxten!!
Großartiger Text. Mir geht es leider gerade genauso. Ich sollte es mit rennen und brüllen versuchen...
Legende
Etwas riss in mir. Mein Herz. Es riss IN 1 TEILE!!! xDDD
wie kann der Moderator nur da sitzen & NICHT lachen?
+Bianca Jahrelanges Training ;)
bei 3:24 x)
Armys überall
Depression regelt...
@@hirschlord1 das kann es nicht sein. Ich schaue das gerade zum 12. mal oder so und ich kenne Heinz Erhardt. Nicht lachen, kann ich trotzdem nicht...
Die gebrüllte Meditation find ich immer noch am Besten. 👍🏻👍🏻👍🏻
zymny ist genial; ich verehre seine texte.
Das ist wunderbar!!
Der ist ein verdammtes Genie der Typ! Ich meine, darauf muss man erstmal kommen!?😂🐻
Wie geil ist das denn?!
Richtig geil! xD
Genial!!!
Oh Jan Philipp, du kannst dir nicht in einem Lichtjahr - gerannter Strecke - vorstellen, wie sehr ich mit dir fühle. Liebe ist 1 Teil von doof.
Wenn Andy der Senator 1 Pimmel ist dann ist Liebe 1 Teil von doof!
Perfekte Performance, das is ihm wirklich passiert
Während dem Video trinken ist keine gute Idee! xD
BÄRENKATAPULT!
Der Mit Den Fröschen Laicht
Was?
BÄRENKATAPULT!
Larmoyanz Was?
Der Mit Den Fröschen Laicht
BÄRENKATAPULT!
ja, geil. von anfang an, und immer mehr.
Awww süss ne katze
Hey Leute, weiß jemand so ungefähr wie lange so eine Show von ihm geht? ^^
So knapp zwei Stunden.
Danke :)
Er ist so genial :))
"ich brüllte wie ein Metalfan im Spaßbad"
Ist das gut oder schlecht, dass bereits alle lachen bevor man anfängt?
irgendwie nervt mich das Publikum bei den meisten slams...
Is das Liebe??
Ja verdammt!!!!
Aber das checkt mal wieder keiner aus meinem Umfeld ;-;
Dieser eklige Moment wo man sich fragt: ist mein Umfeld einfach langweilig, oder bin ich zu merkwürdig?
(In der Regel lautet die Antwort darauf: beides :3 )
ach Jan Philipp o.o ich würde dich sofort als Freund nehmen wenn du willst!
+Gloria 97 Ich glaube, das Profilbild ist leicht abschreckend :)
neeeee
danke
4:47 Hallooooo was ist mit Quicksilver?😂
Alter ist das lustig und geil !!! : )
zymny ♡
Dann möcht ich eins erwieder :WAHHHH :D
richtig gut hahaha
wow...
Ich hab mir in die hosen gepinkelt
also eigentlich fand ich den ganz gut....bis er sich über flash lustig gemacht hat.....ich mein der ist einer der mächtigsten helden im dc-Universum....super-Speed ist überhaupt nicht nutzlos!!!
Doch
metal head im spassbad
krass
Nice! (づ｡◕‿‿◕｡)づ
Bärenkatapult
bester cozzeng
ich schmeiß mich weg :D
Verbal-Kung-Fu? Bei uns hieß das Thu'um. Fus Ro Dah!
RIchtig gut :D :D :D :D :D
Flash, Quicksilver, Sonic und co. - wenn du angeschossen werden würdest, könnten sie zu dem Schuss *spazieren* und die Kugel abfangen. Aber klar. Übermenschliche Schnelligkeit ist nutzlos. :D
Also ich würde würde ihn daten :3
Geil
Habe nur mein Namen eingegeben da kam das lol
mir is dei bewissen bestimmt oba hoizts mi
Gebrüllte Meditation ... also Grindcore?
Tzz diese Lache im Hintergrund XDDD....
HAHAHAHAHA geil *-*
Nö
Ich möchte nicht mit dem Porsche-Fahrer tauschen
Awwwwwww xDDDD
oida schmeißt ma wer sein feierboi her dass i eich aussafütan kon
aaahhhh
Warum sieht der so aus wie Rainer Winkler nur 300 Kilo leichter?