Der Spinner (translation)

I run along the platform, don't know where I go.

An express zooms by.

A train charges like a bull.

I clutch the letter in my hand - it says:

You feel as dead as stone.

Ha! And you're looking for a wood

To build a bed in the moss.

Your baritone sax is there too.

And pipes

Pipes should grow in fields

The old woman pays in small change

We're waiting for the next train

I ask the old woman about the wood

She says: My Udo died long ago

Sweets were melting, sticky in my handbag.

We climb aboard our train

At Wertheim's there's a salamander

I'll bring one with me in the moss

When I get out of the train in Hamburg

I run through the streets down to the Elbe.

Aaaaaah!

I see you standing on the bank

I grab you and you don't hear a thing

You say: go to the other bank

The ferry goes tomorrow

I thought you lived deep in the forest

I knew nothing of your banks...?