Hannelore calls herself Loreley
Her dress is pretty, but not the latest trend
With hair to her hip
she stands there, exudes scents,
not too noble, not too cheap, never too willing
The hotel bar is like home to her
and she usually looks nice and friendly
The delicate fine features
belie all her hardships
She always keeps all her worries well hidden
Hannelore calls herself Loreley
She deliberately stops by me
With this theme, I never fall
into the dating rules
Should a smile glow for you, you must pay
A contender for her sets foot in the room
The hem shifts only lightly
For so the charming
and so beautiful unknown one waits
Perhaps a customer will come at a later hour
Softly, softly, Loreley!
Rejoice, you have been chosen!
Softly, softly, Loreley!
You have such wonderful hair!
Let go, let go, oh, Loreley
For no one remains unscathed here
Even your pain is almost over, Loreley!
It is true
Hannelore calls herself Loreley
In the morning her legs are as heavy as lead
She always follows the principle:
"Don't go with anyone to their room!"
She always keeps her limits when dancing
Hannelore is really nice for money
A blonde angel hovers over the dance floor
You see men whip out banknotes
only to adorn themselves with them
Her beauty lets her survive
Softly, softly, Loreley!
Rejoice, you have been chosen!
Softly, softly, Loreley!
You have such wonderful hair!
Let go, let go, oh, Loreley
For no one remains unscathed here
Even your pain is almost over, Loreley!
It is true
On this night, no one else is coming
The pockets remain empty today
and you bring nothing home
In the darkness, I follow
the far too sheer evening dress
You look vulnerable
I should best turn around,
but "her" voice is never silent ("Just do it!")
It should and will happen
You hear the steps behind you,
You run faster, you almost escape me
You can't get away from me
You turn around, you recognize me now
Your eyes become wide in horror
You ask me what I want
I pull up my fist
Down comes the iron pipe
and soon you lie completely still
I drag you back to the hotel ("Bring her to me!")
No one noticed, thankfully
You are so terribly light
My guilt weighs much heavier
but "she" is waiting impatiently
We reach the cellar
I put down the limp body
Astoria will give it to the grave
The shadows already surround it ("Finally!")
In my head, howls of triumph
ring screechingly loud, now it's digested
Now it's my turn to scream
Softly, softly, Loreley!
Rejoice, you have been chosen!
Softly, softly, Loreley!
You have such wonderful hair!
Let go, let go, oh, Loreley
For no one remains unscathed here
Your pain too is almost over, Loreley!
It is true
Hannelore without Loreley
Karin will be in school soon, Klaus turns three
Who could bring themselves
to tell her children
that she's never coming home, never coming home?
Hannelore without Loreley
It's over with both of them now unfortunately
She won't be discovered
For I had to hide her
In the Parthe1 they found clothes, nothing else, unfortunately
The hotel let her disappear
Not even I can find her now
Everyone must make sacrifices above all
No one will search for her anymore
No one will ever avenge the deed
In the bar, now "Marie" dances and no longer her
1. A river in Saxony