Verwandlungen I-III [English translation]

Part I: The Duel

Captured!

Caught!

Defend yourself!

Now demonstrate:

What have I taught you?

Whispers shall be a cobweb and entrap the love birdies for me!

Tiny I shall be, a mouse, and I'm slipping through the meshes.

I'm ready to jump and my hands shall be cat's paws!

I spread my arms, fly as a sparrow, and you can't get me.

Feathers: and towards the sky, now as a hawk, you are already within my reach!

Wings to scales - as a trout I'm quickly escaping your grip.

With sevenhundred teeth I'm chasing you as a pike - here I am!

To the bank as an otter - you shall be cold and colder trapped there in the ice!

Abracadabra, words are weapons!

Abracadabra, they can smash you.

Abracadabra, I'm created anew!

Abracadabra, I am what I speak.

Shattered shall be the ice of the pond, wolfskin shall now be my new coat.

With fangs I'm advancing as a boar to crash your bones!

As a yew I tower - come, ram your pig's skull against me!

I'm conjuring a storm and lightning to cook your fluids!

Thunderstorms can't harm me - I'm a fire that suffocates you with its smoke.

I grab the wind of the storm and throw it to blow you out!

I condense into a serpent - there in the high grass I'm escaping your eyes.

I'm floating as a hawk in the sky - and I'll spot you!

Abracadabra, words are weapons!

Abracadabra, they can smash you.

Abracadabra, I'm created anew!

Abracadabra, I am what I speak.

Part II: The Ruse

You've fought well with words and deeds, with hands and your tounge;

In return you deserve a reward!

Yes, in return today you'll finally learn, good boy,

the most important lessons of all!

Many a night you succeeded in reading in the Book,

and you got stronger spell by spell:

During the day you behaved as though nothing had happened,

and you believe I didn't notice anything?

By means of words the dark power can be utilized,

but they alone do not suffice

because as deep as you dive into the art of arts,

as black you must be inside.

The Koraktor* has to mirror your soul,

look into it and you are recognized;

Otherwise it remains nothing but a book of seven seals,

It's not called the black art for nothing.

As the powerful have known all along,

there is always a trick;

because as a good one you'll never be as sly,

A magical arrow that always strikes!

If in the end not the darkest intrigue helps,

and if you don't surrender -

even if I can't defeat you today -

I'll kill what you love!

Through heather, like an arrow, mercilessly deathly when it hits;

In a moment I'll be there, nothing is between me and my prey.

There she lies behind a willow bush and poison is dripping from my teeth.

You chose the wrong lover and that's why you'll die today!

Abracadabra, words are weapons!

Abracadabra, they can smash you.

Abracadabra, I'm created anew!

Abracadabra, I am what I speak.

Part III: The Death

Only for a brief moment I see

a serpent wiggling away.

I catch you while you're falling

and I see your life fading away.

Oh beloved, stay with me!

How am I supposed to live on?

You're shivering and you're feeling cold,

I'll weave you a coat.

I'm whispering into your hair,

creating soft down.

Your eyes aren't bright anymore

and only show surprise.

A white gown of feathers

to wrap you inside

A vessel for a short time

to fill the soul into it.

Your body is dead already,

but I have to dandle it further.

And I see in the red evening sky

a swan flying towards the sky.

• Artist:ASP
• Album:Zaubererbruder