Lyrics of Der Hund - Rummelsnuff

Der Hund (original)

Erdverwachsen, stark im Biß
Nur einem Herrn verpflichtet ist;
Treu und redlich und loyal
Auch wenn der Weg katastrophal
Wüst das Land, weiß der Sand
Der starre Hund bleibt treu dabei
Sandsturm ihre Augen reibt-
Das Tier an seiner Seite bleibt
Ahua- dringt’s durch die Nacht
Wenn der Hund mit den Wölfen
In weiter Ferne spricht
Ahua- für einen Freund, so wie ihn
Zählen die eignen Wunden wohl nicht
Als Wolf geheuert, zum Hund dressiert
Er japsend seinen Ritt beglitt
Die Strecken würden immer wirrer
Ob Hitze plage, Kälte klirre
Und der Hunger bohrt sich drein
Doch klebt der treue Hund am Bein
Gibt brav dem Herrn, was Beute ist
Nimmt dankend, was der Herr vergißt
Ahua- dringt’s durch die Nacht
Wenn der Hund mit den Wölfen in weiter Ferne spricht
Ahua- für einen Freund, so wie ihn
Zählen die eigenen Wunden wohl nicht
Ein Wüstenritt nimmt seinen Lauf
Und wer hofft, der gibt nicht auf
Das geht nicht nur dem Menschen so
Auch der Hund ist hoffnungsfroh
Nun kommt, was schließlich kommen muß:
Des wirren Reiters Überdruß
Wittert ganz allein sein Glück
Läßt den einzigen Freund zurück
Heulend nach dem Meister rief
Und der Kummer saß so tief
Man fand den Hund halb sandbedeckt
Die Viere von dem Leib gestreckt
English Translations:
Deeply rooted in the earth, bite of steel
Devoted only to one master
Faithful, decent and loyal
No matter how stony the road
Wasteland, white sand
Sturdily the dog stands by his side
The sandstorm blinding their eyes
The hound stands by his side
Ahua — It howls through the night
When the hound talks
To the faraway wolves
Ahua — no mound can be too painful
For his masters hound
Signed on as a wolf, trained to be a dog
Gasping along, no matter frost and heat
And the hunger is biting, stays on his masters foot
Obediently stands over the prey
Obligingly takes, what the mater leaves
Ahua — It howls through the night
When the hound talks
To the faraway wolves
Ahua — no mound can be too painful
For his masters hound
A desert ride takes its course, and hope dies last
Not only the man, also the dog is hopeful
But finally and in the end, the mean rider fed up
Smells like luck without his only true friend
And leaves him back
Howls out for his master, and the pain was so enormous
Then found the dog, half buried in the desert sand
Ahua — It howls through the night
When the hound talks
To the faraway wolves
Ahua — no mound can be too painful
For his masters hound

(translation)

Ground grown, strong in the bite
Beholden to only one master;
Faithful and honest and loyal
Even if the path disastrous
If the land is desert, the sand is white
The rigid dog stays true to it
sandstorm rubbing her eyes-
The animal at his side stays
Ahua- penetrates through the night
When the dog with the wolves
Far away speaks
Ahua- for a friend like him
Don't count your own wounds
Hired as a wolf, trained to be a dog
He accompanied his ride while panting
The routes became increasingly confusing
Whether heat plagues, cold clashes
And the hunger bores into it
But the faithful dog sticks to the leg
Dutifully give the lord what is booty
Accept with thanks what the Lord forgets
Ahua- penetrates through the night
When the dog speaks to the wolves far away
Ahua- for a friend like him
Don't count your own wounds
A desert ride takes its course
And those who hope don't give up
This is not only the case with humans
Even the dog is hopeful
Now comes what must finally come:
The confused rider's weariness
Smells his luck all by himself
Leaves the only friend behind
Howling for the master called
And the grief was so deep
The dog was found half covered in sand
The four stretched out from the body
German translations:
Deeply rooted in the earth, bite of steel
Devoted only to one master
Faithful, decent and loyal
No matter how stony the road
Wasteland, white sand
Sturdily the dog stands by his side
The sandstorm blinding their eyes
The hound stands by his side
Ahua — It howls through the night
When the hound talks
To the far away wolves
Ahua — no mound can be too painful
For his masters hound
Signed on as a wolf, trained to be a dog
Gasping along, no matter frost and heat
And the hunger is biting, stays on his masters foot
Obediently stands over the prey
Obligingly takes what the mater leaves
Ahua — It howls through the night
When the hound talks
To the far away wolves
Ahua — no mound can be too painful
For his masters hound
A desert ride takes its course, and hope this last
Not only the man, also the dog is hopeful
But finally and in the end, the mean rider fed up
Smells like luck without his only true friend
And leaves him back
Howls out for his master, and the pain was so enormous
Then found the dog, half buried in the desert sand
Ahua — It howls through the night
When the hound talks
To the far away wolves
Ahua — no mound can be too painful
For his masters hound