Im Sommer nach dem Krieg deutsche Übersetzung
von Thees Uhlmann

A ship's gonna arrive.
We drove all night through.
Now we're standing hand in hand at the autobahn (highway).

Tanks and trucks are rolling past us.
Yesterday evening we reached Niedersachen.

The air smells like Benzin
and someone hands us tea
in a cup printed "Los Angeles '84" on

And the wind blows from the swamp
and everyone imagined
How it will be
in the summer after war
when a breeze is blowing from the sea over the buildings.

We jump onto a truck.
The driver looks scared.
Kilometer 48 - a smoking house in the distance.


We quickly tell us,
What we heard, what we saw.
We've been here on holiday, few years ago.

And the wind blows from the swamp
and everyone imagined
How it will be
in the summer after war
when a breeze is blowing from the sea over the buildings.

An old man is standing at the last roadblock.
"You wanna know what war looks like?" He asks us and then
He begins to run
Towards the closing border,
One soldier looks away, another one shoots.

And the wind blows from the swamp
and everyone imagined
How it will be
in the summer after war
when a breeze is blowing from the sea over the buildings.