Er und Sie
Rainald Grebe
Him and Her
Him and her, at the breakfast table.
She looks at him, he doesn't look at her.
Love went to get some bread rolls.
She sneaked out the door.
She didn't come back, no one knows where she is now.
And doesn't get scared, what's gone is gone.
Now they sit there, looking at each other.
She the woman, he the man.
Then he said, 'Don't you love me anymore?'
She looks at him for a long time, then eventually says.
Him and her, we know the melody.
You can even whistle it, it's so well-known.
Him and her, it's like a draw in a chess game.
Like Kasparov against Karpov,
They know each other well, like the trees in the forest.
They sit across from each other, two stuffed beavers.
They'd rather be somewhere else, much rather.
As the night falls, one gets used to it quite easily.
To people and things, to the things we do.
Breathe in, breathe out, it's hard to get out of it.
Breathe out, breathe in, breathe through the mouth,
The experts agree, breathing is healthy.
And the mouth, it smiles. That's what dear God did.
That's what dear God, that's what dear God.
That's what dear God, thought up.
Now they sit there, looking at each other.
She the woman, he the man.
Then he said, 'Don't you love me anymore?'
She looks at him for a long time, then eventually says.
I have to go to the hairdresser.
Him and her, palim palim.
Him and her, palim palim.
Tea for Two, Schubidubidu,
Two for Tea, Schibidibidi.
Her and him, palim palim,
Tea for Two, Schubidubidu ...