Lyrics and translation Wolfgang Niedecken - Wo bess du hück Naach, Marie?

Wo bess du hück Naach, Marie?

Ich hann gewaad op dich, medden em Verkehrsstau.
Ich hann gewaad op dich, obwohl ich woss:
Die kütt nit mieh! Ich hann gewaad op dich,
Ich friere mir die Fööß blau.
Kohm dir wohl jet dozwesche, irjendwie?!

Wo bess du hück Naach, Marie?

Sechs wieße Pääde, met dänne du jedroht häss,
Stonn he'n minger Jummizell.
Ich pack dat all nit mieh, denn wer jesetzlos lääve will,
Dä bruch'e Röckraad. Hatts du nit zojestemp
Beim Stechwoot "Anarchie"?

Wo bess du hück Naach, Marie?

Tja, jeder kann wie ich sinn, völlig klar.
Doch wie du zo sinn ess komplizierter ... wunderbar.

Hey, ich hann Fieber, mir jeht et ech zom Kozze,
Un dä persische Besoffski's met vun dä Partie.
Ich bring'en met zo dir, doch ding Düür ess verschlosse.
Wieso jiss du mir dinge Huhsdüürschlössel nie?

Wo bess du hück Naach, Marie?

Tja, ich weiß och nit wie't passiert,
Doch falls et dich noch intressiert:
Deit mer leid! Un wat soll ich do jrooß saare,
T'litt mer halt em Maare. Dat verjeht, ...Marie!?

Okay, ich woor em Knast,
Ming Post hätt mir newese, dat mer Adresse
Nit ahn Schletzuhre verdeile soll.
Un jetz stonn ich he, benn dinge Breef ahm lese:
Romeo en dä Ruin vun Julias Balkon.

Wo besst du hück Naach, Marie?

Where Are You Tonight, Marie?

I waited for you in the middle of the traffic jam.
I waited for you, although I knew:
She's not coming anymore! I waited for you,
I'm freezing my feet blue.
Did something get in your way somehow?!

Where are you tonight, Marie?

Six white horses that you threatened with,
They're standing in my living room.
I can't handle it anymore, because whoever wants to live lawlessly,
They need a backbone. Didn't you agree
At the keyword "anarchy"?

Where are you tonight, Marie?

Well, everyone can be like me, that's clear.
But being like you is more complicated... wonderful.

Hey, I have a fever, I'm really feeling sick,
And the Persian drunk is in the mix.
I'll bring him to you, but your door is locked.
Why don't you ever give me your house key?

Where are you tonight, Marie?

Well, I don't know how it happened,
But in case you're still interested:
I'm sorry! And what should I say now,
I'm just feeling down. It'll pass, ...Marie!?

Okay, I was in jail,
My mailman told me that I shouldn't
Distribute my address without a buzzer.
And now here I am, reading your letter:
Romeo in the ruins of Juliet's balcony.

Where are you tonight, Marie?