[NOTE: Bückstabü is a made-up word that doesn't mean anything.]
Too big, too small, the gate should always be open.SAIL ON
Reise, Reise
Even on the waves there will be fighting, where fish and flesh are woven to the sea.
One sticks the spear into the army, they throw the other into the sea.
Ahoy.
Sail on, sailor, sail on, everyone does it that way,
One pushes the spear into the man, the other then goes to the fishes.
Sail on, sailor, sail on, and the waves cry softly,
A spear is sticking in their blood, bleeding softly into the sea.
The spear must drink into the flesh, fish and man sink to the deeps.
Where the black soul lives, there is no light on the horizon.
Ahoy.
Sail on, sailor, sail on, everyone does it that way,
One pushes the spear into the man, the other then goes to the fishes.
Sail on, sailor, sail on, and the waves cry softly,
A spear is sticking in their blood, bleeding softly into the sea.
Sail on, sailor, sail on, and the waves cry softly,
A spear is sticking in their hearts, they bleed on the empty shore.
MY FAIR SHARE
Mein Teil
Today I met a man who wanted to have me for dinner.
Soft pieces and also hard ones are on the menu.
Because you are what you eat, and you all know what it is:
It’s my fair share.
The blunt blades are good and proper, I bleed severely and I’m feeling ill.
I must also struggle against unconsciousness, I eat more despite the cramps.
But it’s so well spiced and so beautifully flambéed,
And so lovely, served on fine china.
Along with a good wine and soft candlelight,
I take my time and enjoy what must be high culture.
Because you are what you eat, and you all know what it is:
It’s my fair share.
A scream goes to the sky and cuts through flocks of angels,
Feathers and flesh fall screeching from the clouds into my childhood.
DALAI LAMA
An airplane sits in the evening wind, and on board is a man with his child.
They sit there safe and warm and go to sleep on a thread.
In three hours they’ll be there, to mother’s birthday party.
Visibility is good, the sky is clear.
Onward, onward into disaster, we must live until we die.
The man heard nothing in the air, so the Lord in heaven calls
His sons out of the wind: ‘Bring me this man-child!’
The child had just run out of time, when an echo came to his ears,
A muffled rumbling pushes through the night, and the cloud-drover laughs
And shakes awake the human freight.
Onward, onward into disaster, we must live until we die.
And the child says to his father, ‘Don’t you hear the thunder?
That is the king of all the winds, he wants me to go with his children.’
A choir song drips from the clouds and creeps into his tiny ear:
‘Come here, stay here, we’ll be good to you.
Come here, stay here, we are your brothers.’
The storm embraces the flying machine, the cabin pressure falls quickly.
A muffled rumbling pushes through the night, the human freight screams in panic.
Onward, onward into disaster, we must live until we die.
And the child pleads with the Lord, heaven takes him behind the wind,
‘Bring us unharmed to the earth.’
A choir song drips from the clouds and creeps into his tiny ear:
‘Come here, stay here, we’ll be good to you.
Come here, stay here, we are your brothers.’
Now the father holds his child, has him pressed so close against himself,
He does not notice his difficulty breathing.
But the anxiety knows no escape, so the father’s arms
Squeeze the soul from his child, who now sits in the wind and sings:
‘Come here, stay here, we’ll be good to you.
Come here, stay here, we are your brothers.’
NO DESIRE
Keine Lust
I have no desire.
I have no desire not to hate myself, have no desire to touch myself.
I used to want to masturbate; I have no desire to give it a try.
I used to want to undress myself; I have no desire to see myself naked.
I used to desire large animals; I have no desire to take the risk.
I have no desire to go out in the snow, no desire to freeze to death.
I have no desire, no desire to chew on anything,
And I have no desire to digest it.
I have no desire to weigh myself, no desire to wallow in fat.
I used to desire large animals; I have no desire to take the risk.
I have no desire to go out in the snow, no desire to freeze to death.
I just want to stay and lie here and keep counting the flies.
Without desire I touch myself and soon notice that I’ve already been cold for so long.
LOS
We were nameless, and without songs, really wordless, we never were again.
Something unimportant, still we are, instead not unknown, but we are heard.
After a gust of wind, a storm will come, totally without example, it will be time(less).
They were speechless, so very shocked, and so helpless, what had happened.
Something aghast and guaranteed, uncomprehending, that will be censored.
They spoke groundlessly, hurtful words set to music, so shameless, to be one of the forbidden.
It is unimaginative, what they are trying, so tasteless, how they played their instruments.
Is it hopeless, senseless, helpless, they are God(less).
We were nameless, we have a name, we were wordless, then the words came.
Something unimportant, still we are, instead not unknown, but we are heard.
We are not perfect, but something unrestrained, you were silent, but never for us.
AMERICA
Amerika
We’re all living in America, America is wonderful.
I’ll be the conductor and you will dance, even if you’re all alone.
You all get to control a little bit, I’ll show you how to use it right.
We’re creating a nice round-dance, freedom plays on all the violins.
Music comes from the White House and Mickey Mouse lives in Paris.
We’re all living in America, Amerika is wonderful.
I know the steps of the dance so well, I’ll protect you from making a false step,
And whoever won’t dance doesn’t yet know that he must keep dancing until the end.
We’re creating a nice round-dance, I will show all of you the way.
Santa Claus comes from Africa and Mickey Mouse lives in Paris.
MOSCOW
Moskau
This song is about the most beautiful city in the world, Moscow.
This city is a prostitute, she has red marks on her forehead,
Her teeth are made of gold, she is lavish and oh so sweet.
Her mouth looks like a valley if I pay her for it,
She’s only in it for the money, the city that takes my breath away.
Moscow, one two three, pay attention.
Pioneers are going there, singing songs about Lenin.
She is old, but beautiful all the same, I cannot resist her.
She powders her old skin and she has gotten herself some new breasts.
She makes me so randy that I suffer pain, she dances for me and I must pay up.
She only sleeps with me for the money, the most beautiful city in the world.
Moscow, one two three, pay attention.
Pioneers are going there, singing songs about Lenin.
I see what you don’t see when you’re sound asleep at night.
I see what you don’t see when you lie down next to me.
I see what you don’t see when you speak to me.
I see what you never see, one two three.
MORNING STAR
Morgenstern
She is ugly when the sky is grey, when she looks up at the heavens,
She is afraid of the light that shines down into her face.
So she must hide from the day, who will the light not scare away?
She lived in the shadows until the sunshine went away,
She saw a star glowing in the twilight and entreated :
Paint the beauty onto my cheeks.
Morning star, shine on my face, cast a warm light onto my pale countenance,
Tell me that I’m not alone.
Ugly, you are ugly.
I am alone until the night comes, the evening birds no longer sing.
I saw a swarm of sun-children, and so I called out to the starry sky :
Morning star, shine on my true love, cast a warm light onto her pale countenance,
Tell her that she’s not alone.
Morning star, shine upon my soul, cast a warm light onto this breaking heart,
Tell her that I cry.
Because you are ugly.
Man is just an eye-beast, I wish for beautiful things,
But you are not beautiful.
Morning star, shine on my true love, cast a warm light onto her pale countenance,
Tell her that she is not alone.
And the star will shine on my true love, warm my trembling chest where my life beats,
Seeing into her heart, she is beautiful.
STONE BY STONE
Stein um Stein
I have plans, big plans, I’m building you a house,
Each stone is a tear and you will never leave again.
Yes, I’ll build you a little house, it has no windows, no doors,
Inside it will be dark, no light whatsoever will penetrate.
Yes, I’m creating you a home, and you shall be a part of it.
Stone by stone, I will wall you in, I will always be near you.
Without clothing, without shoes, you watch me work,
With your feet in cement, you’ll make a wonderful foundation.
There will be a garden outside, and no one will hear you scream.
Stone by stone, I will wall you in, I will always be near you.
What a knocker, what a hammer, outside dawn is breaking,
All the nails are in tight when I ram you into your coffin.
Stone by stone, I will wall you in, and nobody will hear you scream.
WITHOUT YOU
Ohne dich
I will go into the pine forest, where I last saw her,
But the evening spreads a cloth over the land and the paths beyond the forest’s edge,
And the forest is so black and empty.
Drift to me, and the birds sing no more.
Without you I cannot exist, with you I am still alone, without you.
Without you I count away the hours, with you the seconds stand still.
On the branch and in the graves, it is still now and lifeless,
And breath comes to me with difficulty.
Drift to me, and the birds sing no more.
Without you I cannot exist, with you I am still alone, without you.
Without you I count away the hours, with you the seconds stand still.
It’s not worth it without you.
LOVE
Amour
Love is a wild animal, it breathes you in, it seeks you out,
It nests in broken hearts and goes hunting with kisses and candles,
It attaches itself firmly to your lips, digs down through the ribs,
Falls down softly like snow, first hot then cold, at the end, all is sore.
Love, everyone just wants to tame you,
Love, at the end, trapped between your teeth.
Love is a wild animal, it bites and scratches and steps after me,
Holds me close with a thousand arms, drags me into her love nest,
Eats me all up and strangles me day after day, year after year,
Falls down softly like snow, first hot then cold, at the end, all is sore.
Love, everyone just wants to tame you,
Love, at the end, trapped between your teeth.
Love is a wild animal, you fall into her trap,
She stares at you, she enchants you when her eyes meet yours,
Please, give me poison.
BENZENE
Benzin
I need some time, no heroin, no alcohol, no nicotine,
I need no help, no caffeine, just dynamite and turpentine.
I need oil for gasoline, explosive like kerosene,
High octane and unleaded, a fuel like benzene.
I need no friends, no cocaine, I need no doctors or medicine,
I need no women, only Vaseline, something like nitroglycerine.
I need money for gasoline, explosive like kerosene,
High octane and unleaded, a fuel like benzene, give me benzene.
It flows through my veins, it sleeps in my tears,
It runs out of my ears, my heart and kidneys are motors.
If you want to part with something, then you must burn it up.
If you never want to see it again, let it swim in benzene.
I need benzene, give me benzene.
MAN AGAINST MAN
Mann gegen Mann
Fate laughed at me and gave me a gift,
Allowed me onto a warm star, so near to the skin, far from the eyes .
I take my fate into my hand, my desire is fully manned.
Where the sweet water dies, polluted by salt,
I carry the little prince in my mind, a king without a queen.
If a woman would stray from me, then the bright world is confused.
Man against man, my skin belongs to men, birds of a feather flock together.
Man against man, I am the servant of two men, birds of a feather flock together.
I am the corners of every room, I am the shadows of every tree,
There is no missing link in my chain when lust comes from behind.
My gender curses my betrayal, I am every father’s nightmare.
Man against man, my skin belongs to men, birds of a feather flock together.
Man against man, but many days my heart freezes, cold tongues that strike there.
Queers!
I am not interested in equilibrium, the sun shines on my face,
But many days my heart freezes, cold tongues that strike there.
ROSE-RED
Rosenrot
I saw a young girl, a rose, she blossomed on the hill there,
She spoke of her true love, whether he could climb it to be with her.
She wants it and so it is fine, so it was and so shall it always be.
She wants it and so it is tradition, whatever she wants she gets.
You must dig a deep well if you want clear water,
Oh Rose-Red, deep waters do not run still.
The young one painfully climbed the mountain, the view is all the same to him,
He only has the little rose on his mind, to spend time with his beloved.
She wants it and so it is tradition, whatever she wants she gets.
You must dig a deep well if you want clear water,
Oh Rose-Red, deep waters do not run still.
Under his boot, a piece of stone breaks off from the boulder,
Everyone watching screamed as they both fell to the bottom.
JUMP
Spring
On a very tall bridge, a man holds out his arms, he stands there and laughs as the people mull about below,
Although I don’t miss it, I want to see it from up close, I am the first one in line, and I scream.
The man wants to climb down from the bridge, the people begin to hate him,
They create a round dance and they don’t want to let him come down,
So once more he climbs up and the crowd begins to rage, they want to see his guts, and they scream:
Jump, save me, don’t disappoint me, jump for me, jump into the light.
Now the man begins to cry and asks himself, ‘What have I done?’
I just wanted to see the view under the evening sky.
The people seethe chaotically, and they scream:
Jump, save me, don’t disappoint me, jump for me, jump into the light.
Secretly he moves a cloud before the sun becomes cold, but a thousand suns burn only for you.
I quietly creep onto the bridge and sneak up behind him,
I rescue him from this shame, and scream after him:
Jump, save yourself, don’t disappoint me, jump for me, jump into the light.
WHERE ARE YOU
Wo bist du
I love you, I don’t love you, I don’t love you anymore,
I love you no more or less than you have loved me, than you still love me.
The beautiful girls are not beautiful, the warm hands are so cold,
All the clocks have stopped, laughter is no longer healthy,
And soon I will search for you behind the light, where are you?
I don’t want to be so alone, where are you?
I search for you under every stone, where are you?
I strike out with a knife, where are you?
DON’T DIE BEFORE I DO
Stirb nicht vor mir
The night opens her womb, the child is named Loneliness, it is cold and motionless, I softly cry in time.
I don’t know your name, but I know that you exist, I know that someone somewhere loves me.
I’m waiting here, don’t die before me.
All the houses are covered with snow and candles glow in the windows,
They lie there in pairs, and I wait only for you.
DESTROY
Zerstören
I will take care of what is mine, the rest I will ruin, tear it up, throw it around, squash it, pick it apart.
I walk along the garden fence, again I feel this urge, I must destroy, but I am not allowed to.
I take your belongings, they will soon be ruined, chopped up, dissected, smashed, no questions asked.
And now the king’s discipline, a little head ripped from a doll.
To injure, to tear to pieces, to decompose, to destroy, but I am not allowed.
I must destroy, but I am not allowed to.
I would very much like to destroy something, but I am not allowed.
I want to be a good little boy, but the craving holds onto me,
I must destroy, but I am not allowed to.
Tear it up, throw it around, squash it, pick it apart, chop it up and claw at it, smash it up, no questions asked,
Tear it to pieces, injure it, burn it up, then run away, saw it up, dissect it, break it apart and avenge yourself.
He met a girl who was blind, sharing pain and like-minded,
He saw a falling star in the sky and wished upon it that she could see,
She opened her eyes and abandoned him that very same night.
HELP ME
Hilf mir
I was all alone at home, both my parents were out,
When all of a sudden, I saw before me a nice little box.
‘Ah,’ I said, ‘how fun, how fine, this must be an excellent toy.’
I ignite a little twig, just like my mother has often done.
When I am alone, I am always drawn into the fire.
Why is the sun round, why am I not feeling well?
It takes hold of me, I don’t defend myself, it jumps and claws at my face,
I bites in deeply, it hurts me so much, I jump all around the room.
Oh no, the flames are on my clothes, my shirt is burning, it glows so brightly,
It burns my hands, it burns my hair, it even burns my entire life away.
When I am alone, I am always drawn into the fire.
Why is the sun round, why am I not feeling well?
The fire loves me, the fire doesn’t love me, help me.
I am completely burnt up, every bit of me is burnt up,
All alone, I climb up out of the ashes and into the sunshine.
I LOVE YOU WHORE
Te quiero puta!
Come on, friends!
Let’s go, my love, I really want to taste you.
No, not your heart, I really want to taste your lemon.
Give me your fruit, let’s go my love, I want you, whore!
Ah how tasty, one two three, I want you again,
But no, not your heart, more and more of your lemon.
Give me your fruit, let’s go my love, I want you, whore!
I’m going to cry between your legs, I’m going to be happy and sad.
More, please, more, yes sir.
(Don’t be afraid of me, I’m not going to eat you.)
I want you, whore! (Give it to me, give it to me!)
FIRE AND WATER
Feuer und Wasser
It is beautiful when she does the breaststroke, I can see her in her centre,
Not that her breasts were beautiful, I always swam behind her.
Glitter flows from her middle, fireworks shoot from her footsteps.
Fire and water do not come together, they cannot be bound, they are not related.
Immersed in sparks, I stand in the flames and am burned in the water.
It is beautiful when she swims naked, then I want to see her from behind,
Not that her breasts were delightful, her legs opened like scissors,
Then a hot light shone from her hiding-place, the flames from between her thighs.
She swims past, does not notice me, I am her shadow, she stays in the light,
There is no hope and no faith.
Fire and water do not come together, they cannot be bound, they are not related.
Immersed in sparks, I stand in the flames and am burned in the water.
So the blood boils in my loins, I hold her tight with my wet hands,
Smooth like a fish and cold like ice, I know she would not waste herself on me.
A SONG
Ein Lied
He who does good things will be rewarded, so be very good in every way,
Then soon you will have a visitor, we come with a songbook.
We were born for the music, we are the servants of your ears,
Whenever you are sad, we will play for you.
If you live without sin, give your little hand to another good child,
If you do not squint in the sun, a song will be played for you.
We are the servants of your ears, we were born for the music,
Whenever you are sad, we will play for you.
If you cannot sleep, it would be our privilege to play you a song,
And if the skies break, a song would fall softly from the stars.
RAMM-SONG
Rammlied
He who waits patiently will be rewarded in due time,
Now the wait has come to an end, lend your ears to a legend, Rammstein.
Many lead, many follow, heart and soul, hand in hand.
Onward, don’t hold still, sense and form become understanding.
When joy causes sadness there are no stars out in the night.
If you are all alone, we are here to turn you on, Rammstein.
Many lead, many follow, making the worst out of a good situation.
Eat and be eaten, we take a little and give a lot.
If you don’t know any answers, right is what right is.
If you are sad and alone, we are behind you to turn you on, Rammstein.
One path, one purpose, one reason; one direction, one feeling, a collective made of flesh and blood.
I HURT YOU
Ich tu dir weh
You live only for me, I put the vows into your mouth, you surrender everything to me, you love me because I don’t love you.
You bleed for my salvation, the smallest cut drives you wild.
Your body is already totally disfigured but still you let me do whatever I please.
I hurt you, I’m not sorry, it’s good for you to hear the screams.
With you I have the choice of agony, barbed wire in the urethra, your skin is covered in salt and pus, first you die but then you live on.
Bites, kicks, severe beatings, needles, pincers, blunt saws, I cannot say what I wish for you, and I introduce the rodents to you.
You are the ship and I am the captain, we go wherever the tide take us,
In the mirror I see your face, you love me because I don’t love you.
GOOD HUNTING
Waidmanns Heil
I am in heat for many days, so I hunt deer for myself, and until morning I lie in wait, so that I can get a kill-shot.
On the land and on the sea, disaster lurks, the creature must die.
A young doe is on the run, I have sensed her among the high reeds, she makes good tracks deep in the pine forest, the mirror sparkles, I latch on.
Her stubby tail twitches like a little eel, the shotgun leaps from its case, I rub the velvet from my antlers and set my sights on her.
Good hunting.
On the land and on the sea, disaster lurks, the creature must die.
She feels the muzzle's energy, delicate sweat drips onto the knee.
SHARK
Haifisch
We keep together, we stay with one another, we hold on to each other, no one can hold us back.
We keep the faith with you, we closely hold onto it, and we follow the rules if there are any.
And the shark has tears, and they run from its face, but the shark lives in water, so you don't see the tears.
We keep the pace, we keep our word, if you can't keep up then we'll stop and wait.
We keep our eyes open, we hold each other arm in arm, six hearts that burn, the fire will keep you warm.
And the shark has tears, and they run from its face, but the shark lives in water, so you don't see the tears.
It is lonely in the depths and thus many a tear is shed, and that's why seawater is salty.
You can stay with us, whatever you wish, we keep each other safe, we never hold still.
B********
It will be night soon, we are alone; no need to be sad.
Voices whisper behind the face, they say it.
Don't do that, let it be, don't touch it, just pay attention, I get myself.
Have no fear, for I am here, I am very near by you.
Voices whisper behind the face, they say it.
Two souls are in my bosom, only one can survive; the first time it doesn't hurt, a second time it is given to me.SPRINGTIME IN PARIS
Frühling in Paris
In a light dress she came up to me, I remember as if it were yesterday,
I was so young, I hate to admit, but I've never regretted it.
She spoke the words to my face, her tongue was sprinkled with lust,
The only thing I didn't understand was her language, but I don't regret it.
Oh no, I regret nothing; when I abandoned her skin, the springtime bled in Paris.
I didn't know my own body, I must have looked so shy,
She showed it to me in the light, I don't regret it.
Her lips may have been often sold, but their touch was soft and eternal,
When my mouth left hers, then I began to freeze.
A whisper fell into my lap, and it left with a delicate sound,
We spoke much, but said nothing, and it felt good.
She spoke the words to my face, and she bowed deeply,
The only thing I didn't understand was her language, but I don't regret it.
Oh no, I regret nothing; when I abandoned her skin, the springtime bled in Paris.
VIENNESE BLOOD
Wiener Blut
Come with me, come to my castle, fun is waiting there in the dungeon.
Softly, we want to be freed from this moment of time.
Yes, paradise lies under the house, the door slams shut, the lights go out.
Are you ready, welcome to the darkness.
Nothing can disturb us down here, no one is able to hear us.
No, we will not be discovered, let us taste each other's life.
And if you're all alone sometimes, I will plant a little sister for you.
The skin so young, the flesh so tight, a love nest under the house.
Are you ready, welcome to the darkness, to the solitude, to the sadness, for eternity, welcome to reality.
And though you roam in the deep valley and though your life is without light,
Fear no evil, fear no pain, get ready, I am with you and I will hold you in the darkness.
PUSSY
Too big, too small, it could be something bigger.
Mercedes-Benz and Autobahn, alone in a foreign country,
Reise Reise, Fahrvergnügen, I just want to have fun, not fall in love.
Beautiful women, more than lust, blitzkrieg with my meat-rifle,
Schnapps in the head, my lovely bride, stick bratwurst into your sauerkraut.
LOVE IS THERE FOR EVERYONE
Liebe ist für alle da
Warm water, beautiful bodies, how they glisten in the sun.
I stalk around and speak well, whoever wants to fuck must be friendly.
Love is there for everyone.
I close my eyes, then I see her, I lock her up in my fantasy.
I close my eyes, she does not fight back, love is there for everyone, not for me.
Warm water, beautiful bodies, not for me, that's how it goes.
The finest shapes, well-built, a full mouth, skin so brown.
Love is there for everyone, also for me.
I close my eyes, we are alone, I hold her close and no one sees her crying.
She closes her eyes, she does not fight back, love is there for everyone, also for me.
MORE
Mehr
I need a lot, and then a lot more still, and only for me.
Of everything you could want to have, I need ten times as much.
I'll never be satisfied, it is better when you have more.
What I have is too little for me, I need more, I need a lot more.
Don't you have anything that you can give away, that you can do without?
It's true that I am rich, but that's not enough.
Modesty? Everything that is right, I take it all, even if it is bad.
I'll never be satisfied, it is better when you have more.
I am never satisfied, there is no end, there is never enough, there is never too much.
All the others have so little, give it to me still, you don't need it anyway.
RED SAND
Roter Sand
One love, a promise that says I'll come back to you, unfortunately now I must break it, his bullet is stuck in me.
One love, two pistols, one of which is aimed at my face, he says that I have stolen you, he doesn't know that you love me.
Red sand and two cartridges, one dies in the powder-kiss, the second shall aim truly, now it's stuck in my chest.
One love, a promise, alas, the blood runs from my mouth, and no one will avenge me, senselessly I go into the ground.
One love, two pistols, one was the quicker draw, now I am no more, and no you belong to him.
Red sand and two cartridges, one dies in the powder-kiss, the second shall aim truly, now it's stuck in my chest.
Red sand and white doves feasting on my blood, in the end there is only one end, at least I was good for something.
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