Mambo [English translation]

There's nothing I hate more than to be late

The sun is burning and it's hot in the car

A concert of horns like a thousand trumpets

I want to see you, now I'm stuck here, what a mess

I'm turning here for hours

My rounds around in circles

The engines are drumming

My ears are humming

I cannot find a parking

I'm coming late to you, my dear

You're sitting there with coffee and cake

And I have to go on searching

At every corner there is police

Waiting on us like panthers on jumps

You cannot park here, forget about it

They're all in control, near and far

I'm turning here for hours

My rounds around in circles

The engines are drumming

My ears are humming

I cannot find a parking

I'm coming late to you, my dear

You're sitting there with coffee and cake

And I'm still searching

Car starts to boil

Heart starts to beat

I'm getting slightly panical

In sweat soaking wet

I cannot believe it

Such masses of cars

Haven't they got have a home

I want to see you

I'm turning here for hours

My rounds around in circles

The engines are drumming

My ears are humming

I cannot find a parking

I'm coming late to you, my dear

You're sitting there with coffee and cake

And I'm going around