Paroles et traduction Wolfgang Niedecken - Ich wünsch mir, du wöhrs he

Ich wünsch mir, du wöhrs he

Dä Oleander blöht, die Uhr ess ömjestellt
Daach für Daach verjeht, bess mer nit mieh nohzällt
Klatschmohn em Fahnemeer, jähl, himmelblau un jröön
Dä Prinz weed affjefiert, duhrt noch jet, bess mer'n krönt

Ich wünsch mir, du wöhrs he, du wöhrs he bei mir
Drusse en der Naach ne Muezzin
Ich wünsch mir, du wöhrs he, du hätts längs kapiert
Wieso 'ch noch ens hermoot, unbedingk

Die Strooß litt do wie'n Schlang, ussjestreck enn der Sonn
Su harmlos wie se kann. Saharasand ess blond
Kaum Wasser mieh em Fluß, dä Sommer steht parat
Ne övverfüllte Bus. Enn Rissani ess Maat

Ich wünsch mir, du wöhrs he bei mir
He bei mir'n künnts alles selver sinn
Ich schriev dir'e klei Leed un scheck et heim noh dir
Pass joot drop op, bess ich et dir sing

Kanone op'ner Muer, dozwesche Fatima
Mir selver op der Spur, bess demnähx, Inch Allah!

I wish you were here

The oleander is in bloom, the clock has been set
Day by day it passes, until we are no longer counted
Poppies in a sea of flags, sudden, sky blue and green
The prince is crowned, it takes a while, until we crown him

I wish you were here, you were here with me
Outside in the night a muezzin
I wish you were here, you would have understood it all along
Why I still had courage, unconditionally

The road lies there like a snake, stretched out in the sun
As harmless as it can be. Sahara sand is blond
Hardly any water left in the river, summer is waiting
An overcrowded bus. In Rissani it's crowded

I wish you were here with me
With me, everything could be different
I'll write you a little song and send it to you back home
Take good care of it until I sing it to you

Cannons on a wall, in between Fatima
I'm following my own path, until soon, Inch Allah!