Текст и перевод песни BAP - Wellenreiter (live, 1982: Dortmund, "Rockpop in Concert")

Wellenreiter (live, 1982: Dortmund, "Rockpop in Concert")

N'abend, Wellenreiter, saach wie jeht et dir?
Höchstens ald ens zweiter oder dritter
ävver miehßtens nit ens Nummer vier
Läuvs do pausenlos dä Trends wie 'ne Komparse hingerher
Echt, dat däät mich öden un zwar schwer.

Wie e Wetterfähnche driehßte dich em Wind.
Woher dä jraad weht ess dir ejal,
De Haupsaach ess, et ess der neuste Wind
Vun dir selvs blieht kaum jet övvrich, nur op dat wat ahnjesaat
Fährste aff, als bröötste en Schublaad.

Wat ess bloß passiert, dat do su mutlos bess,
Dat ding Power fott ess,
Dat do dich dermaßen selver opjejovven häss,
Ratlos römmläuvs wie 'ne Schatten, dä sich kleinmäht wie ne Zwerch,
Der mir vüürkütt, wie 'ne Ohß vüürm Berch.

Hühr ens, Wellenreiter, t'ess nit alles Driss
T'süht zwar baal su uss,
Doch et künnt sinn - dat jenachdem - noch jet ze ändre ess
Nur, wie du jetz bess. pass du dänne janz prima ent Konzept
Die dich su hann wollte - halt als Depp.

Wellenreiter (live, 1982: Dortmund, "Rockpop in Concert")

Evening, surf dude, tell me how's it going for you?
At best you're second or third
but mostly not even number four
Always following the trends like an extra in a movie
Honestly, that would bore me to death.

You turn like a weather vane in the wind.
Which way it's blowing doesn't matter to you,
The main thing is that it's the latest wind
Of yourself there's hardly anything left, just what you've been told
You're drifting away like a runaway drawer.

What happened that you're so disheartened,
That your power is gone,
That you've given up on yourself so badly,
Wandering around aimlessly like a shadow, shrinking like a midget,
Seeming to me like an ant before a mountain.

Listen, surf dude, it's not all crap
It may seem that way,
But it could be - depending - that something can still be changed
But the way you are now, you fit perfectly into the concept
Of those who wanted you to be - an idiot.