The Winner Takes it All (ABBA)

I don't wanna talk
About the things we've gone through.
Though it's hurting me
Now it's history.
I've played all my cards
And that's what you've done too,
Nothing more to say,
No more ace to play.

The Winner takes it all,
The loser standing small,
Beside the victory.
That's her destiny.

I was in your arms
Thinking I belonged there.
I figured it made sense
Building me a fence,
Building me a home,
Thinking I'd be strong there.
But I was a fool
Playing by the rules.

The gods may throw a dice (Würfel)
Their minds as cold as ice,
And someone way down here
Loses someone dear.
The winner takes it all,
The loser has to fall.
It's simple and it's plain.
Why should I complain (sich beklagen)?

But tell me does she kiss
Like I used to kiss you ?
Does it feel the same
When she calls your name ?
Somewhere deep inside
You must know I miss you.
But what can I say ?
Rules must be obeyed.

The judges will decide.
The likes of me abide
(fortdauern, treu bleiben, vertragen)
Spectators of the show,
Always staying low.
The game is on again
A lover or a friend,
A big thing or a small,
The winner takes it all.

I don't wanna talk
if it makes you feel sad.
And I understand
You've come to shake my hand.
I apologize
if it makes you feel bad
Seeming me so tense (gespannt),
No self-confidence (Vertrauen, Mitleid).
But you see,
The winner takes it all.

The winner takes it all, ...

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