Текст песни Botho-Lukas-Choeur - Der Tot Reit

Death rides a raven horse
In a cloak with a hood that hides his face.
When the landsknechts go out into the field,
She rides next to them.
Flanders is in trouble -
Death rides across Flanders

Death rides on a pale horse,
Beautiful as a heavenly cherub.
When the girls are in a round dance
She follows them in a dance

Death can also beat the drum.
You can feel this drumbeat in your heart.
She bangs long, she bangs loud
And her drum is made of dead man's skin

She hit the drum for the first time
And the blood drained from the heart
Hit the second -
and the landsknecht was carried to the grave.

The third drumbeat was heard until then
until the landsknecht met God.
This third time, death beat the drum so softly and gently, as if it was the mother who cradled the child.

Does death ride a raven or a pale horse
Does he smile while striding in a dance -
she always hits her drum.
And this beat, though quiet, though loud,
tells you one thing - you have to
die, die, die.