Tage des Donners English translation
von Chakuza

Fire! Be careful you've discovered a dragon's nest and he's mad so run before the flame engulfs you. Ball your fist and be a fighter man because men are made to fight.
I already think to myself I'm a rapper or "Dragonheart".
Earth! And then comes sand, rain, storm but your tail is much too short for one
rocket worm. What a crash for you punk and you get nauseous drinking at night.
And trust no one 'cause these hills have eyes.
Water! Little one it cracks when I come over my balls and my part are like that
Trident of Poseidon. Yes, don't go to the beach alone, send the Coast Guard first
Because this superiority comes overnight in semi-liquid form.
Wind! Check with your thumb if the wind direction turns after this thing turns
Also find out if you are a king or gay. No chance because I inject you motherfucker poison
Your veins until I'm sure you'd rather go to your execution.

Hook:

(War) The elements are with me, I can march across the border alone with the mic.
(Was) hand grenades, sniper rifle but if I'm afraid then one would have to
Pull the trigger, who?
(Was) Look at me I'm diamond and razor sharp and no one can tell
That it certainly wasn't yesterday. Every man and woman knows who from the
area comes.


Fire! Everything is on fire but there is no water. The houses are on fire the vengeance of Jesus
But very extreme. Can you see it, see that your landscape is slowly taking a bath
And you punk go to a party as gay and as aftershave.
Earth! And the volcano goes up at the end, because this country is so polluted that
You have to burn it. Give me a reason I'll hang you loser on the rope now and
Here even Medusa has to look at me if she wants to fuck with me.
Water! Drowned victim of a punk I'm almost completely now and then I drop
Grateful to no one. Don't touch me, I'll make you a blatant hole like a tank
Send yourself up to God like a stingray Crocodile Hunter.
Wind! I come quietly but then the alarm rings and your hole and my glans
Cops and robbers play Jop and yet you unfortunately remain just a toy and simply poor
'Cause your records suck like the stuff in my gut

Hook:

(War) The elements are with me, I can march across the border alone with the mic.
(Was) hand grenades, sniper rifle but if I'm afraid then one would have to
Pull the trigger, who?
(Was) Look at me I'm diamond and razor sharp and no one can tell
That it certainly wasn't yesterday. Every man and woman knows who's from
area comes.