Wilde Männer
Hannes
Wild Men
Where are the tough guys fighting for their land against the evil
The ones you gotta fear, yet everyone still loves
Where have the good souls gone who protect our stuff
Who serve no masters and only benefit the people
I ask you, don’t you ever think of wild times
Don’t you want to put an end to this shit soon
We are the wild men who know their homeland
We are the wild men who burn for their homeland
We are the wild men forging weapons from ore
We are the wild men in the right place, where the heart beats
Today I sing of men like the old Rübezahl
If you went into his mountains, he’d threaten you with violence and pain
He had a long beard and a big club
He didn’t want outsiders, it wasn’t like today
They lived in peace and had their rest
And when there was injustice, they’d throw a punch too
