Paroles et traduction BAP - Immerhin

Immerhin

Mmerhin ess dä Himmel schön blau,
Un e' Lüffje weht, ahnjenehm lau,
Bloome blöhe, 'ne Schmetterling fladdert,
En Hummel summp oder 'n Bien.

Wie't usssieht, flühß dä Fluss immer noch
Enn die richtige Richtung, un doch
Frööch mer sich, wo die Flamingos sinn –
Immerhin Sonnesching.

Immerhin alles jröön noh all dä Zick,
All dä Dunkelheit, all däm Stöbb.
Immerhin ess et endlich su wigg,
Dat mer sich russtraut, ahm leevste janz laut
Losschreie däät – vüür Jlöck.

Drövv' ahm andere Ufer, em Schilf,
Bei dä Nilpääd' ess et merkwürdig still.
Sonderbar, dat mer kein Aape hührt,
Irjendjet hätt die jestührt.

Do, dä Baum, dä ahm Wasser steht,
Muss dä sinn, dä Kalevu jemeint hätt.
Also Jung, pass joot op met dä Axt,
Wenn do en zo Brennholz hacks.

Immerhin alles jröön noh all dä Zick,
All dä Dunkelheit, all däm Stöbb.
Immerhin ess et endlich su wigg,
Dat mer sich russtraut, ahm leevste janz laut
Losschreie däät – vüür Jlöck.

Jrille zirpe, ahm Himmel 'ne Jet,
Et jitt Daach, do ess alles perfekt,
Wie bestellt, wie jedräump, wie jemohlt,
Do ess alles su, wie et sinn soll.

(Su wie bestellt, su wie jedräump,
Als hätt e' Kind et jemohlt.)

Immerhin alles jröön noh all dä Zick,
All dä Dunkelheit, all däm Stöbb.
Immerhin ess et endlich su wigg,
Dat mer sich russtraut,
Russ uss 'äm Haus traut.

Immerhin alles jröön noh all dä Zick,
All dä Dunkelheit, all däm Stöbb.
Immerhin ess et endlich su wigg,
Dat mer sich russtraut, ahm leevste janz laut
Losschreie däät – vüür Jlöck.

Immerhin

At least the sky is a beautiful blue,
And a breeze blows, pleasantly mild,
Flowers bloom, a butterfly flutters,
A bumblebee buzzes or a bee.

Apparently, the river still flows
In the right direction, and yet
One wonders where the flamingos are –
Sunshine at least.

At least everything is still green after all that time,
All the darkness, all the dust.
At least it is finally so far,
That one dares to go outside, preferably very loud
To scream – for luck.

Over there on the other bank, in the reeds,
By the hippos it is strangely quiet.
Strange that one doesn't hear any monkeys,
Something must have disturbed them.

There, the tree that stands by the water,
That must be the one that Kalevu meant.
So boy, be careful with the axe,
When you chop it into firewood.

At least everything is still green after all that time,
All the darkness, all the dust.
At least it is finally so far,
That one dares to go outside, preferably very loud
To scream – for luck.

Crickets chirp, a jet in the sky,
There are days when everything is perfect,
As ordered, as dreamed, as painted,
Everything is as it should be.

(As ordered, as dreamed,
As if a child had painted it.)

At least everything is still green after all that time,
All the darkness, all the dust.
At least it is finally so far,
That one ventures out,
Out of the house.

At least everything is still green after all that time,
All the darkness, all the dust.
At least it is finally so far,
That one dares to go outside, preferably very loud
To scream – for luck.