Текст и перевод песни BAP - Wat für e' Booch!

Wat für e' Booch!

Endlich wohr et do, off zoröckjewese.
Endlich kunnt mer′t lese, hück vüür fuffzich Johr.
Schonungslos un kloor, odemlos jeschrivve,
Nix wohr övverdrivve,
Halt su, wie et wohr.
Ohne Punkt un Komma, unjefähr
Drei Woche op Fernschreiberpapier,
Kaffee, Zijarette, Speed em Bloot,
Daach un Naach enn die Maschin jehack:
"On the Road".
Wat für e' Booch!
Wemmer sich drop enlööt,
Sich met op dä Wääsch määt,
Kritt mer nie jenooch.
Jung un affjebrannt,
Autostop un Greyhound,
Daachdraum ohne Schlaachbaum,
Krüzz un quer durch′t Land.
Richtung Ohio, övver Ashtabula,
Spääder noh Nebraska,
Övver Omaha. Mississippi Gene, Marylou un Camille,
Wie verloorne Engel,
Whiskey, Codein.
El Paso, L.A., San Francisco,
Ungerwähß met Sal un Dean, bess noh Mexico.
Wat für e' Booch!
Wemmer sich drop enlööt,
Sich met op dä Wääsch määt,
Kritt mer nie jenooch.
Jung un affjebrannt,
Autostop un Greyhound,
Daachdraum ohne Schlaachbaum,
Krüzz un quer durch't Land.
Scheherazade, improvisiert,
Dionysisch, unzensiert.
Bebop, Bars un Benzedrin,
Tallahassee, New Orleans,
Övver Highways, durch de Sood
– Jack Kerouac: "On the Road".
Wat für e′ Booch!
Wemmer sich drop enlööt,
Sich met op dä Wääsch määt,
Kritt mer nie jenooch.
Jung un affjebrannt,
Autostop un Greyhound,
Daachdraum ohne Schlaachbaum,
Krüzz un quer durch′t Land.

What a Book!

Finally it was there, returned.
Finally you could read it, fifty years ago today.
Relentless and clear, written breathlessly,
Nothing was exaggerated,
Just the way it was.
Without punctuation, approximately
Three weeks on teleprinter paper,
Coffee, cigarettes, speed in the blood,
Day and night pounded into the machine:
"On the Road".
What a book!
If you let yourself get sucked into it,
Share the adventures,
You can never get enough.
Young and broke,
Hitchhiking and Greyhound,
Daydream without limits,
Across the country.
Towards Ohio, via Ashtabula,
Later to Nebraska,
Via Omaha. Mississippi Gene, Marylou and Camille,
Like lost angels,
Whiskey, codeine.
El Paso, L.A., San Francisco,
On the road with Sal and Dean, all the way to Mexico.
What a book!
If you let yourself get sucked into it,
Share the adventures,
You can never get enough.
Young and broke,
Hitchhiking and Greyhound,
Daydream without limits,
Across the country.
Scheherazade, improvised,
Dionysian, uncensored.
Bebop, bars and benzedrine,
Tallahassee, New Orleans,
Along highways, through the South
– Jack Kerouac: "On the Road".
What a book!
If you let yourself get sucked into it,
Share the adventures,
You can never get enough.
Young and broke,
Hitchhiking and Greyhound,
Daydream without limits,
Across the country.