Lyrics of Mein Teil - Rammstein, Pet Shop Boys

Mein Teil (original)

Suche gut gebauten Achtzehn- bis Dreißigjährigen zum Schalchten
Der Metzgermeister
Huete treff ich einen Herrn
Der hat mich zum Fressen gern
Weiche Teile und auch harte
stehen auf der Speisekarte
Denn du bist
was du isst
und ihr wisst
was es ist
Es ist mein teil — nein
Mein Teil — nein
Denn das ist mein teil — nein
Mein Teil — nein
Die stumpfe Klinge — gut und recht
Ich blute stark und mir ist schlecht
Muss ich auch mit der Ohnmacht kämpfen
ich esse weiter unter Krämpfen
Ist doch so gut gewürzt
und so schön flambiert
und so liebevoll auf Porzellan serviert
Dazu ein guter Wein und zarter
kerzenschein
Ja da lass ich mir Zeit
Etwas Kultur muss sein
Denn du bist
was du isst
und ihr wisst
was es ist
Es ist mein teil — nein
Mein Teil — nein
Denn das ist mein teil — nein
Yes it’s mein teil — nein
Ein Schrei wird zum himmel fahren
schneidet sich durch engelscharen
Vom Wolkendach fällt Federfleisch
auf meine kindheit mit gekreish
Es ist mein teil — nein
Mein Teil — nein
Denn Das ist mein teil — nein
Mein Teil — nein
Looking for a well-built eighteen to thirty-year-old to be slaughtered
The Master Butcher
Today i will meet a gentleman
He likes me so much he could eat me up
soft things and even hard ones
are on the menu
Because you are
what you eat
and you know
what it is
It is my thing — no
My thing — no
Because that’s my thing — no
My thing — no
The dull blade — good and proper
I’m bleeding heavily and feeling sick
Although I have to fight to stay awake
I keep eating while in convulsions
It’s just so well seasoned
and so nicely flambéed
and so lovingly served on porcelain
and with it, a good wine and gentle candlelight
Yeat, I’ll take my time
You’ve got to have some culture
Because you are
what you eat
and you know
what it is
It is my thing — no
My thing — no
Because that’s my thing — no
Yes it’s my thing — no
A cry will ascend to heaven
It will cut through hosts of angels
Feather-flesh will shriekingly fall
from the top of the clouds into my childhood
It is my thing — no
My thing — no
Because that’s my thing — no
My thing — no

(translation)

Looking for well built eighteen to thirty year olds to battle
the butcher
I meet a gentleman
He likes to eat me
Soft parts and also hard ones
are on the menu
Because you are
what you eat
and you know
what is it
It's my part - No
My part - no
Because that's my part — no
My part - no
The blunt blade — well and good
I'm bleeding profusely and I'm sick
Do I have to struggle with fainting too?
I keep eating while cramping
It's so well seasoned
and so beautifully flambéed
and so lovingly served on porcelain
Accompanied by a good wine and more delicate
candlelight
Yes, I'll take my time
There has to be some culture
Because you are
what you eat
and you know
what is it
It's my part - No
My part - no
Because that's my part — no
Yes it's my part — no
A scream will go to heaven
cuts through crowds of angels
Feather meat falls from the cloud roof
to my childhood with screeching
It's my part - No
My part - no
Because this is my part — no
My part - no
Looking for a well-built eighteen to thirty-year-old to be slaughtered
The Master Butcher
Today I want to meet a gentleman
He likes me so much he could eat me up
soft things and even hard ones
are on the menu
Because you are
what you eat
and you know
what it is
It is my thing — no
My things — no
Because that's my thing — no
My things — no
The dull blade — good and proper
I'm bleeding heavily and feeling sick
Although I have to fight to stay awake
I keep eating while in convulsions
It's just so well seasoned
and so nicely flambéed
and so lovingly served on porcelain
and with it, a good wine and gentle candlelight
Yeat, I'll take my time
You've got to have some culture
Because you are
what you eat
and you know
what it is
It is my thing — no
My things — no
Because that's my thing — no
Yes it's my thing — no
A cry will ascend to heaven
It will cut through hosts of angels
Feather-flesh will shriekingly fall
from the top of the clouds into my childhood
It is my thing — no
My things — no
Because that's my thing — no
My things — no