Die Ballade vom Dackel Waldi

My God, where is Waldi,
just Waldi stayed?
What has the good animal
wandering around in the forest!
In the forest it is bitterly cold,
Waldi will freeze to death,
and besides, there can also be
many things still happen.

So says Mrs. Kühn, the cheeks are
She blushed with shock,
maybe Waldi has
a bad person killed.
A guest worker who at night
wandering alone through forests
and with a hungry look
gets hold of dachshund meat.

Just think, the animal that always
sat on mistress's lap,
is served with tomato sauce and
Spaghetti eaten up!
Mrs. Kühn turns pale and sinks from her chair
with timpani and cymbals,
but suddenly she jumps up full of courage,
you can hear it barking from far away.

My God, that must be Waldi,
Only one barks so silver!
The coffee ladies sing sweetly:
Where is he, my little one?
The air is warm, the coffee wreath
resembles a wild pack.
A dog’s tail is already showing,
but unfortunately it is - a poodle.

Well, Mrs Kühn is right
with the spaghetti thesis,
Now they are in the German forest!
The wreath wrinkles its nose.
The forest cafe terrace table
is falling apart.
Where could the waiter be?
Now go get the boy!

The boy comes, his dark complexion
makes everything pale quickly.
People whisper here, they poison there:
This is unbelievable!
Also wavy black hair,
You can also see it in the teeth.
"Un cafe, prego!" All right.
You can already see the hyenas
grab cake forks.
But the boy tries to escape.
There is no help for it. You will soon
pull out the kitchen knives.

They are already upon him. Poor man,
it lies in women's teeth,
and roll on the dead cheeks
two Italian tears.
There is a clear bell-like bark from the forest,
you can see a dachshund's tail.
That's it. That's the happy ending
from our coffee party.