Текст и перевод песни Georg Danzer - Da Oide Wessely - Live

Da Oide Wessely - Live

Waun da oide wessely im wirtshaus sitzt
Red't er gern von der vagaungenheit
Nua daß des fia eam no ned vagaungan is
Nein, er träumt von einer neuen zeit
"Ja, i sags euch" sagt da oide wessely
"Damois untan hittla woas scho guad
Heut, waunn dea no lebn tät gebert's sowas ned
Mid er gaunzn ausländischn bruat"
Seine freund, de ruafn "bravo wessely"
Und bestölln di zehnte runde bier
Und di blade wirtin setzd si a dazua
Und haut si auf di fettn knia
Weu da wessely grad judnwitz dazöhd
Und weu des so fuachtboa lustig is
Sagt di blade wirtin mid gaunz feichte aug'n
"Gratuliere, gratuliere, herr wessely
Kana kaun so judnwitz dazöhn, wia sie!"
Draußn auf da straßn geht a facklzug
Und de fackln leuchtn durch di nacht
Es wern imma mea, bis gaunz taghöh draußt is
Und bis kana mehr im wirtshaus lacht
Fäuste rüttln draußn an die eingaungstür
Und jetzd kummt ein junger mann hereinr
Und er sagt "wo ist da oide wessely,
Er soll unser neuer führer sein!"
Und da oide wessely schbringt aufn tisch
Führermäßig knoid er d'hackn z'samm
Und di blade wirtin schreit "i habs ja g'wußt!
Gratuliere, gratuliere, herr wessely
Kana kaun den hittlagruaß so guad, wia sie!"
Aber plötzlich wach i auf und lieg daham im bett
I hab ois nua dramt, doch es is eh zum aufsteh zeit
Druntn vor der haustür schdehd a b'soffana
Und i hea wia der "heil hittla!" schreit
Aufschdeh, auziagn, owegeh in d'goschn haun
Des is ollas was i mochn mecht
Nur daß des nix ändert, überhaupt nix ändert
Und mia wiad vua wut und aungst gaunz schlecht
Und es gibt scho wieda junge wesselys
Und eana mief verschdinkt de gaunze wöd
Und de bladn wirtinnen schdeabn a ned aus
"Gratuliere, gratuliere, her wessely
Kana hat de jugend so versaut, wia sie!"

Old Wessely - Live

When old Wessely sits in the tavern
He likes to speak of days of yore
Except that for him it is not just a memory
No, he dreams of a time yet to come
"I tell you," says old Wessely
"Back then, under Hitler, things were good
Today, if he were alive, none of this would happen
With all these foreign immigrants"
His friends call out, "Bravo, Wessely"
And order the tenth round of beer
And the plump innkeeper woman also joins him
And slaps her thighs
Because Wessely is just telling a Jewish joke
And because it is so terribly funny
The plump innkeeper woman says with teary eyes
"Congratulations, congratulations, Mr. Wessely
No one can tell Jewish jokes like you!"
Outside on the street, a torchlight procession marches
And the torches shine brightly through the night
There will be more and more, until it is completely light outside
And until no one laughs anymore in the tavern
Fists shake outside the entrance door
And now a young man comes in
And he says, "Where is old Wessely,
He should be our new leader!"
And old Wessely steps onto the table
He clicks his heels together like a leader
And the plump innkeeper woman shouts, "I knew it!
Congratulations, congratulations, Mr. Wessely
No one can give the Hitler salute as well as you!"
But suddenly I wake up and am lying at home in bed
I only dreamt it all, but it is time to get up anyway
Downstairs at the front door stands a drunk
And I hear how he shouts "Heil Hitler!"
Get up, dress up, go down and punch him
That is all I would like to do
Except that it does nothing, it changes nothing
And I feel sick with anger and fear
And there are already more young Wesselys
And their stench stinks up the whole world
And the plump innkeeper women never die out
"Congratulations, congratulations, Mr. Wessely
No one has corrupted the youth as much as you!"