Текст и перевод песни BAP - 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, 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 blooms, the clocks have changed,
Day after day passes before I'm no longer counted.
Poppies in a sea of flags, so bright, blue and green,
The prince is crowned, but it seems like forever until he is crowned.
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 long ago why I came back, unconditionally.
The street lies there like a snake, stretched out in the sun,
As harmless as it can be. The sand of the Sahara is blond.
Hardly any water left in the river, the summer is here, a crowded bus.
In Rissani is Maat. I wish you were here, you were here with me,
Here with me, everything could be different. I'll write you a little song and send
It home to you. Take good care of it until I sing it to you...
Cannons on the wall, Fatima between them, we are on our own track,
Until next time,
Inch Allah!