Waidmanns Heil
Rammstein
Hunter's Salute
I have been in heat for days
so I will hunt a bald deer
and until morning I sit at
so I can give leaf shot
On land and at sea, doom lurks
the creature must die!
Die
A sable comes to the run, has sunned itself in the high reeds
Makes a good track deep in the fir; the mirror shines I bake on
the tail twitches like a finger eel, the gun jumps from the case
(Waidmanns...manns...manns...manns Heil!)
I brush the bast off my horn and give her a ground grain
(Waidmanns...manns...manns...manns Heil!)
On land and at sea, doom lurks
the creature must die!
(Waidmanns...manns...manns...manns Heil!)
Die
(Waidmanns...manns...manns...manns Heil!)
She feels the muzzle energy
fine sweat drips onto the knee
In the countryside
at sea
doom lurks
the creature must die!
(Waidmanns...manns...manns...manns Heil!)
Die
(Waidmanns...manns...manns...manns Heil!)
On land and at sea, doom lurks
(Waidmanns...manns...manns...manns Heil!)
In the countryside
at sea
(Waidmanns...manns...manns...manns Heil!)
