Текст и перевод песни Wolfgang Ambros - Der Berg

Der Berg

Groß und mächtig,
Schicksalsträchtig,
Um seinen Gipfel jagen
Nebelschwaden.
A Donnern schickt er oft ins Tal
Und dann schauderts alle auf amal.
Wann er donnert, Gott behüt,
Der Berg, der kennt ka Einseg'n nit.
Watzmann, Watzmann, Schicksalsberg,
Du bist so groß und i nur a Zwerg.
Vül hat's schon pockt,
Am Berg aufi g'lockt,
G'folgt sans ihm tapfer,
Oba da Berg, der wüll sei Opfer.
Der Berg, der laßt halt niemand aus,
D'rum steigt's net aufi, bleibt's liaber z'Haus,
Alle san sie lange tot,
Weu holt der Berg ka Einseg'n hot.
Watzmann, Watzmann, Schicksalsberg,
Du bist so groß und i nur a Zwerg.
Watzmann, Watzmann, Schicksalsberg,
Du bist so groß und i nur a Zwerg.

The Mountain

Majestic and mighty,
Tributary of fate,
Misty vapors chase each other
Around its summit.
He often sends thunder into the valley
And then everyone will shiver in one go.
When he thunders, God forbid,
The mountain knows no blessing.
Watzmann, Watzmann, the mountain of destiny,
You are so big, and I am just a dwarf.
Many it has already called,
To climb up the mountain, they were enthralled.
They followed him bravely,
But the mountain wants his victims.
The mountain won't let anyone go,
So don't go up, it's better to stay at home,
All of them have been dead for a long time,
Because the mountain has no mercy.
Watzmann, Watzmann, the mountain of destiny,
You are so big, and I am just a dwarf.
Watzmann, Watzmann, the mountain of destiny,
You are so big, and I am just a dwarf.