Rammstein Frühling in Paris lyric with English translation
Im Lichtkleid kam sie auf mich zu ich weiß es noch wie heut': Ich war so jung, hab' mich geniert doch hab' es nie bereut. Sie rief mir Worte ins Gesicht, die Zunge lustgesträubt; verstand nur ihre Sprache nicht; ich hab' es nicht bereut. Oh non rien de rien Oh non je ne regrette rien Wenn ich ihre Haut verließ - der Frühling blutet in Paris. Ich kannte meinen Körper nicht den Anblick so gescheut sie hat ihn mir bei Licht gezeigt ich hab es nie bereut Die Lippen oft verkauft, doch weich und ewig sie berühr'n Wenn ich ihren Mund verließ Dann fing ich an zu frier'n Sie rief mir Worte ins Gesicht, die Zunge lustgesträubt; verstand nur ihre Sprache nicht; ich hab' es nicht bereut. Oh non rien de rien Oh non je ne regrette rien Wenn ich ihre Haut verließ - der Frühling blutet in Paris. Ein Flüstern fiel mir in den Schoß und führte feinen Klang hat viel geredet nichts gesagt und fühlte sich gut an Sie rief mir Worte ins Gesicht und hat sich tief verbeugt verstand nur ihre Sprache nicht; ich hab' es nicht bereut. Oh non rien de rien Oh non je ne regrette rien Wenn ich ihre Haut verließ - der Frühling blutet in Paris. Lyric © Rammstein |
In a dress made of light she came up to me I know like it was today* I was so young Feeling awkward But still I never regretted it She shouted words into my face The tongue bristled with lust It was only her language I didn’t understand I didn’t regret it Oh no, there’s nothing at all** Oh no, I regret nothing** When I left her skin Spring bleeds in Paris*** I didn’t know my body Too shy to look at it She showed it to me in the light I've never regretted it The lips often sold but soft And touch them eternally When I left her mouth Then I began to freeze She shouted words into my face The tongue bristled with lust It was only her language I didn’t understand I don’t regret it Oh no, there’s nothing at all** Oh no, I regret nothing** When I left her skin Spring bleeds in Paris A whisper fell into my lap And would lead a fine sound Speaking a lot and saying nothing And it felt good She shouted words into my face And took a deep bow It was only her language I didn’t understand I don’t regret it Oh no, there’s nothing at all** Oh no, I regret nothing** When I abandon her skin Spring bleeds in Paris Translation © Affenknecht.com |
Submitted by EinHeisserSchrei
Translation Notes:
*This is the German version of the English phrase “I remember it like it was yesterday”.
**These lines are originally from the Edith Piaf song “Non, je ne regrette rien” which came out in the 1960s and was (and still is) hugely popular in France.
***Wordplay with the a bit similar sounds of blutet and blühte (flourished)
Tags: Affenknecht, Die Lippen, Edith Piaf, Im Lichtkleid, Paris
87 Responses to “Rammstein Frühling in Paris lyric with English translation”
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1:05 pm on October 17th, 2009A song with a gentle melody and slight tempo which proves what Till can do with his voice. I love it because it easily wakes up some nice emotions!
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7:38 pm on October 17th, 2009Hi! Love this song!
When the translation is ready?
Thank you very much for the translations!!!!Lu (from Poryugal)
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4:48 pm on October 18th, 2009i love this song i’M a french canadian. so ear till sing in french i love it. and i hope the translation will come fast i want know the link between the song and the old song of édith Piaf Je ne regrette rien
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5:08 pm on October 18th, 2009Oh my god I absolutely love this song as well! Till sings so beautifully. Can’t wait for the translations.
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8:58 pm on October 18th, 2009great song, the best so far on the album..
can anyone tell me what it´s about?
waiting for the translation =D
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11:38 pm on October 18th, 2009I guess the connection is that he did something which he doesn’t regret? The song is about a girl, but my German isn’t good enough to translate it whole..Ich habe es nicht bereut means I don’t regret I think, and Fruhling blutet in Paris=the spring bleeds in Paris.
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5:59 am on October 19th, 2009I think it is a beautiful story. A simple moment in time when two people met and enjoyed each other’s company. Neither is sorry or regrets anything that happenned, and it is forever in their memory.
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9:50 am on October 19th, 2009thanx for the replies. Rammsteins lyrics is always so awesome. =)
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11:24 pm on October 19th, 2009I definitely like it…der Frühling blu…*singing*
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11:26 pm on October 19th, 2009When i heard it first time, i thought it’s “Der Frühling blühet in Paris”, not “blutet”…hmm hard to imagine bleeding spring.
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10:57 am on October 20th, 2009It’s a really great song!
but I think there are a few mistakes in the translations. I’m not german, so I’m not 100% sure, but here goes:verstand nur ihre Sprache nicht = It was only her language I didn’t understand, not “Understanding not only her voice”
Ich kannte meinen Körper nicht = I didn’t know my body (before I met her), not I don’t know my body
sie hat ihn mir bei Licht gezeigt = she showed it (his body) to me in light, not she showed me the light
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5:43 pm on October 20th, 2009My impression is that it’s a song about a guy loosing his virginity to a one night stand in Paris.
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8:57 pm on October 20th, 2009I believe this song is about a prostitute he fucked in Paris, which he doesn’t regret. “Die Lippen oft verkauft” refers to “Lips that often been bought,” so i don’think it’s a love story. Someone have another oppinion?
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9:09 pm on October 21st, 2009i’m french…..regrette
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7:02 pm on October 22nd, 2009Here’s one of the Rammstein double meanings that we all adore! “Und ewig sie berühr’n” either means “and they touch eternally” or that her lips were sold many times. The song is either telling us a romantic adventure of his in Paris, or the first time he had a whore.
It’s great either way, my favourite song off LIFAD. -
11:23 am on October 23rd, 2009I think is about that kind of love that hurts. He mention about “der Frühling blutet in Paris”. That kind of love that produce pain and bleeding. Since spring is considered the season of love, and Paris the city of love, I thought that love and Paris together sounds a little commercial, but the lyrics are deep, and is one of the best track from the new album. I think that Till improves his voice from the previous albums.
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10:56 pm on October 24th, 2009adorable!
though Im a bit jealous of the women that mentioned in the song >< -
7:41 pm on October 25th, 2009When I first heard the song I heard the main chorus and imagined him busting a girl’s hymen and then after leaving her seeing the blood of a virgin.
I wonder if it has any ambiguity referring to a Paris Hilton type of girl??
- Mat
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12:08 am on October 27th, 2009i think he might be singing as a girl who lost her virginity to another girl. Not everything is about a man fucking a woman guys!
And sometimes girls accept money. Its okey, that doesnt make them a whore. And even if it does, so what!
What ever it is, it is just another great Rammstein song!
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7:58 pm on October 27th, 2009Captain Swing,
I disagree in this case. He doesn’t mention anything about dildos and Till is a heterosexual man. I don’t think very many lesbians can “leave the skin” of another girl. He mentions nothing about fingers or fisting either.
The song oozes with ambiguity and the verbs to bleed and to bloom (in German) sound similar (not exactly though).
And yes, it is true that not everything is about man and women making love.. there’s lots of variety in the world!
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8:00 pm on October 27th, 2009Think also: Spring in Paris.. flowers blooming.. roses bleeding.. deflowering a virgin..
In both cases, I think it’s two virgins (him and her). He says he didn’t know his body before her. And the fact that she bled…
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11:28 am on October 28th, 2009WWO, i agree… “verkauft” means “sold” so the sentance “Die Lippen oft verkauft so weich” should translate into “The lips often sold, so soft” but – correct me if i’m wromg – couldn’t it also mean “the lips often sold so smoothly” (like she has no trouble selling her lips often) ?
Anyways, i’m positive this song is about a prostitute. Also because she comes up to him, makes him embarrased, and shout lusty words in his face ^^
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10:10 pm on October 28th, 2009the umberness of this song is legend. unble to understand a single word of french yet this got me smiling, how melodic is lindeminn`s voice in french it sound ten times better than his terrible english accent. this is my fav song of the album, they still rock out. not allot of bands are able to `still` state this. T00L
lol it is dick dude, not dick___awh
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5:51 pm on October 31st, 2009“Die Lippen oft verkauft so weich”
should be:
“The lips are often bought, yet they are white”
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9:30 pm on October 31st, 2009@Tommik: Sorry Tommik, that’s rubbish. Weich (soft) is not weiß (white).
I’ve listened to the song in the meantime. The whole line is “Die Lippen oft verkauft, doch [or noch] weich” (The lips often sold but [or still] soft”. I can’t distinguish if doch or noch
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6:10 am on November 6th, 2009Given the general motif of the album, is it possible that “Wenn ich ihre Haut verließ – Frühling blutet in Paris” means that he ultimately murdered the prostitute? If the literal translation is “When I abandon her skin – Spring bleeds in Paris,” perhaps there is something more sinister here? Just a though. Great song regardless…
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2:17 am on November 8th, 2009Louis, you’re attributing the fact that he adds “ah” after dick to his English accent? If that was the case, I’d think it would be “quick-ah” as well. It could have been to stylize it or even as suggested to be a german pun.
And to CuriousDave, I wouldn’t be surprised if that was the case, but I’d just thing that it means when he pulls out of her,”leaving her skin”, blood runs out from her broken hymen. Just my take. -
1:45 pm on November 19th, 2009Curious Dave, likewise, my first impression was that it was about him murdering a whore in Paris, but seems not many think so..so what is the connection between a whore and virginity anyway?
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4:59 pm on November 22nd, 2009I agree with CuriousDave, I too believe there was a murder involved. The line “[d]ann fing ich an zu frier’n” makes me think that the sex with the prostitute turns him violent and ends up with him killing her in some bloody way (I’m prone to imagining some American Psycho-scene here). The bloody spring emerging as he “leaves her skin” also leaves me with a vision of something more than simply a one night stand.
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8:25 am on November 25th, 2009If murder is indeed involved, this song reminds me of Nick Cave’s Where the Wild Roses Grow.
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11:20 am on November 25th, 2009Well, before I knew Fruhling in Paris, Haifisch was my favorite song from LIFAD. Now, Fruhling in Paris takes the first place. Lyrics are simply, tremendously, awesome. Till, besides being a great singer, is a hell of a songwriter.
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10:48 pm on November 26th, 2009Oh non rien de rien
Oh non je ne regrette rienI have studied French and I would translate that like this:
oh no, not at all
oh no, I dont regret at all -
1:20 am on November 27th, 2009The song is just a very lyric way to sing about a blowjob.
Other then the english “french kiss” in german “französisch” (frech) is an euphemism for oral sex. -
10:00 pm on November 29th, 2009this song has something special to it!! It is so beautiful to hear, the music, the melody, Till’s voice… wow!!! And it has lyrics i can understand, yeah!!!Vive le français
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7:37 am on December 7th, 2009Opposed to the general idea of this song, I think it is a story of two females. The females represent sex appeal from an older generation to a newer one. The older female is experienced with sex and the younger female is inexperienced. The older female performs on the younger one and takes her under her wing to teach her her methods. When the older female is shouting words, she is teaching what the younger one is to do. The only thing the younger one doesn’t understand is the language, meaning the way of saying it. This could mean the physical language or the style of which she was being taught. When the narrator leaves her skin, I see that as her becoming what the older woman is, or in other words the status of the older woman’s being has left her and is now in the younger female. Springtime bleeding in Paris means that when the younger woman took the place of the older woman, what makes Springtime feel so lively was drained, the livelihood of Paris was taken away. When sex was given a different name, when it was passed on to another generation, Paris lost its innocent, happy feel.
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12:29 pm on December 17th, 2009It’s simply about a young man losing his virginity to a French prostitute in Paris. He felt embarrassed when the prostitute came up to him and he didn’t understand the things she was saying, but she got him to know his body and he has no regrets.
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8:05 am on December 26th, 2009i think Spring is the chicks name
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12:59 am on December 29th, 2009I agree with Kirsten, the song telling us the story of an innocent guy loosing that innocence in Paris.
I can’t figure a psycho murder in it, but maybe im just too happy minded for that. I prefer love and no regrets far above murder and no regret -
2:28 pm on January 9th, 2010Taryn, good analysis, but i don’t think that is the case.
I’m not saying you’re wrong
&& i’m not saying i’m right,
but what i am getting from the song is that
he is a virgin and meets this b*tch in paris,
she kind of seduces him,
and, well, end of story, they f*ck.i also think the translation is a little off….
blutet = bleeds
blühet = bloomsi think he’s saying blühet.
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3:17 pm on January 9th, 2010Is it possible, that the song has something to do with the german invasion of France? The singer being a young german soilder, who gets to know sex with a french hooker, and “der Frühling blutet in Paris.” refers to the chick being killed because of collaborationa after the allied liberation..
From wiki:
“After the liberation, France was briefly swept by a wave of executions of suspected collaborators. Women who were suspected of having romantic liaisons with Germans, or more often of being German prostitutes, were publicly humiliated by having their heads shaved.”This was the first thing that came to my mind, when I listened to this song.
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4:06 am on January 10th, 2010A song is amazing when it can generate this much discussion and can be interpreted so many different ways…
Anyway, I think theres something we’re all forgetting. The references to light in the first and second stanzas; In a dress made of light she came up to me; She showed it to me in the light.
Most light archetypes are goodness, purity, revelation etc. And though at first I though the subject of the song was a prostitute, I don’t think so anymore. These light references may mean nothing, but I thought i’d bring them up.
Also, I agree with Chris, I think the chick’s name is Spring.
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1:07 am on January 27th, 2010The verse is german but the corus is french rien de rien means nothing totally nothing wich means in english someting like there’s no one else
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11:03 am on February 2nd, 2010the sonf is about time when germans moved out of paris during spring which “bleeds” and they do not regret.
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2:08 pm on February 2nd, 2010This song… wow!
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12:03 pm on February 5th, 2010I’m not sure about the translations of this song, but… Unf, man, I love it.
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1:14 am on February 13th, 2010I agree with most of the interpretations presented here, except why does anyone think that a French prostitute would be named Frühling?
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10:43 pm on February 16th, 2010OK, here’s my case
I think that this song is about a boy who lost his virginity in Paris by an elder woman…that’s it!
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1:31 pm on February 17th, 2010The sentence “I don’t regret nothing” comes from a famous french old-singer called Edith Piaf!! Not at all from this weird “I remember it like if it was yesterday”.
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1:10 pm on March 2nd, 2010I guess this song can meaning to everyone what ever one wants to make of it, but I don’t think the original intend was to be a song about virgin prostitutes being murdered in Paris.
I believe the song is all about the life of the French singer Edith Piaf.
It seems to be a kind of Rammstein version of the song Oh non je ne regrette rien which she made famous shortly before her death from liver cancer in 1963.
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12:36 pm on March 3rd, 2010Rammstein, specially Till Lindemann keep surprising me with innovative, more appealing marvelous songs, despite the hidden meaning of this song intended by Till I think we can all agree that it simply “Rocks!”… I seriously can’t tell one of Rammstein’s songs is bad… none aren’t for me whatsoever…
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1:07 pm on March 3rd, 2010I can’t get enough of this song! <3 IT'S FUCKING BEAUTIFUL!<3
I don't know why, but it made me cry at the concert :') -
7:55 pm on March 3rd, 2010Ok, but I hafta note Till sings “je ne regrette DE rien”. You can to not notice that listening to the studio version of the song, but it’s obvious when heard at the concert of the eternal band. Gotta take notice.
The point is you can say both “ne regrette rien” and “ne regrette de rien”, to my knowledge of French; that’s also stated by inimitable Edith Piaf. But Till sings the way he does! 8# -
11:13 am on March 11th, 2010Hey guys!
I think you all missed, that it is not “der Frühling blutet in Paris” but “der Frühling bluhte in Paris”. The word “bluhte” is derived from “blühte” which indeed means “blossomed”. I hope I could help you with that information.
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5:27 am on March 12th, 2010The Spring had ended when you left alone without me.. it makes me cry when i hear this song all over again.. its just so deep. and its certain describes the feeling that both lovers felt.. in paris.. this makes me to love my girlfriend very much that i always need her..
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11:34 pm on March 17th, 2010I agree with the theory of the prostitute, either taking his virginity or being killed. Maybe taking his “killing-virginity”? I don’t know german and I don’t know why I keep making this connection, but “Frühling” sounded to me like a young “Fraulein”, like mademoiselle is a form of madame and missis a form of miss. That makes me think that the Frühling is young woman (as well as springtime of course, in double meanings). That makes the line “The young woman bleeds in Paris”. Or the whore. Or the spring. Or all of them.
Also I like the theory about it being a simile of the war – soldiers pulling out of France. (Makes me think of the scene in saving private ryan where they play Edith Piaff). This is deep on so many levels.
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1:16 am on March 18th, 2010@Levi: Absolutely! Brilliant insight on the Frühling and Fraulein! Maybe Rammstein even intended that ambiguity.. perhaps!!
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10:47 am on April 23rd, 2010My own take on this is that it is about a German soldier meeting a Frenchwoman during the invasion of France in the Second Great War.
She came to me in a dress of light – flashes of light? Illuminated by the bursts of bombs? Sunlight filtering through her hair?
Not knowing her language… the narrator is obviously foreign to a land in which the native tongue, which I presume to be French, thus France.
Springtime bleeds in Paris – people are dying in the
Spring of 1940. Quick and decisive, the German march through France is still quite bloody. France is, in many ways, dying.He has found a cherub amidst the destruction. They share a time. Her name? Spring? This would add even more depth: Spring bleeds in Paris… Spring blooms in Paris…
He does not regret anything – “I regret nothing” – if there’s no other contrary events going on, why SHOULD he regret anything? Who would regret at all spending time with a lover – or friend, even? Unless there’s some melancholic juxtaposition that would make regret seem a very likely reaction… say, horrors of war? Seeing someone bleed in Paris?
When I left her skin – does this not imply death? He does not say, when I left her, but focuses upon her externality, her soft skin, eternally/oft-sold. Perhaps a prostitute, and perhaps I’m overly reading into the subtleties of this… but I like my interpretation, no matter how incorrect – and, honestly, don’t we all?
He finds Spring bleeding on the streets of Paris, kisses her, she shouts at him, passionately (with lust), before dying, and as he leaves her to rejoin the ranks, and to march on, he remarks that Spring bleeds in Paris.
Any traction, you think, or am I just over-reading?
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10:08 pm on May 5th, 2010Contrary to what many are claiming, the line is not “Der Frühling bluhte in Paris.” Perhaps it sounds this way, but the printed lyrics that come with the album disagree. This could be a typo in the CD insert, but I highly doubt it. The lyrics that come with the disc read “Der Frühling blutet in Paris.” Or as many have said, “Spring is bleeding in Paris.”
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12:18 am on May 16th, 2010It doesn t mather the story of the song, what mathers are the emotions that she wakes in 4.44min up!
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6:27 am on May 20th, 2010NicolaiX, I think you are one of the reasons I even read these comments; awesome interpretation.
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12:42 am on May 28th, 2010okay- i didn’t read all the comments- i have no time- but did anyone mention that EDITH PIAFF ????!!!!!
The famous french singer…. sang… non je ne regrette rien
check it out- cause he’s definitely singing a song of hers in that part check online ! -
7:43 am on June 16th, 2010Keep up the good work translating!
Wenn – is “if” in english not when.
When is wann in german.A really good song!!
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9:55 pm on June 16th, 2010I know this will sound strange, but for some odd reason, this song reminds me of when me and my laura first met… That feeling i got. It was so beautiful. Just like this song. Thank you Rammstein!
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10:15 pm on June 16th, 2010yes, the lyrics in some ways suggest other things, but i did not regret anything that happened on the day we officially met. i guess that is how it reminds me.
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4:28 am on August 2nd, 2010Definetly one of the best songs rammstein has made. Ive been listening to rammstein ca. 8 years ago and this song with seemann makes me cry every time, love rammstein… rammstein fur immer!!!
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4:11 pm on August 16th, 2010I think this song is about a young german soldier losing his virginity to a french hooker during the nazi occupation of France. At least that was my reading. Beatiful song anyway, they’re going to perform on my country in november, and i hope they play it!
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8:29 pm on September 2nd, 2010Is about a german guy getting a blow job from a french prostitute.
Talking about her lips, “when I left her mouth, Then I began to freeze” meaning that when she was done he went soft, and after that he felt the whisper on his lap and he still didn’t get anything, but he liked it that way.
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2:33 am on September 5th, 2010This is why i love Rammstein. They are so creative, and their songs contain elements of converting other good songs, and when i say ‘converting’, i really mean corrupting them. I hate heavy metal myself, yet i listen to Rammstein all day… They are such an awesome band.
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2:53 pm on September 12th, 2010I love this song, and I think it’s about the first blowjob he got.
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7:06 am on September 29th, 2010Gott im Himmel, it is not about a prostitute! I see two possibilities.
1) Two virgins, as I have heard the term ‘spring bleeding’ as a term for losing ones virginity.
2) He raped someone (not likely due to the mood of the song) A possible take to the lyrics, She shouted words into my face, the tongue (could be his) bristled with lust, it was only her language I didn’t understand, I regret nothing.I still believe the first one is the correct one, and think this is one of the most beautiful songs ever.
(Also, I find it unlikely to be about World War 2, only because of how touchy a subject that is here. It would be like an American writing a song about a Lynch mob)Johann in München
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8:57 pm on November 18th, 2010Well I read most of the comments, and given the fact that I only understand basic german, I conclude that you can get the meaning that most fits your way of thinking, your life, your experiences in this world.
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3:54 am on December 14th, 2010Does anyone have the lyrics in French to this song?
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8:23 am on January 2nd, 2011This is simple the best song in the world…I imagine it to be about a german soldier in Paris, falling in love with a parisien girl during the german occupation of France in WW2. Can you feel the sadness in this song, it’s so emotional…Paris was an ideal city for Hitler. So, when she said that she doesn’t regret nothing, it shows to me the greatness of love, in war or peace, it’s only love.
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11:23 am on February 9th, 2011It doesn’t take a little german translation for my friends to realize this is a love song. You can just tell in his voice. He puts so much emotion into his singing.
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5:36 am on February 19th, 2011I think its a story about a man, probably Till, doing it with a virgin. Leave her skin, bleeds, etc.
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6:48 pm on February 19th, 2011Why would her name be Fruhling? Is Fruhling even a French word?
It seems to be about a man getting picked up by a whore and letting her have her way with him. He doesn’t regret it.
The music seems to be happy to be about killing her. The Spring Bleeds in Paris is probably a metaphor imo. Probably sunset or something
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6:58 pm on February 19th, 2011I meant the music is happy and uplifting. NOT about killing
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11:19 am on March 4th, 2011Thank you so much RAMMSTEIN this song got me the girl of my dreams ich liebe dich!!!
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1:40 am on April 16th, 2011This is abot Till’s adventure with a whore in Paris lol
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1:53 pm on April 21st, 2011@ Richard
I agree with you.
My take on the song…
Man reminiscing about his younger day in Paris with a prostitute.He gets graphic by saying he fucked her so raw that when he pulled out of her, she bled.
Til is relating the acts to us. I see no love in the lyrics, only his memories of the encounter. That’s the intrigue of Rammstein’s music. It can be translated in one way, yet with some knowledge of both “new” and “old” German style of literature, the same words can be understood quite differently.
Either way, I luv this band
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1:35 pm on May 20th, 2011It is rather difficult following Rammstein’s lyrics when your German is as poor as mine is, but it’s rather clear that the narrator (Lindermann) presents himself as a bisexual sadomasochist in Rammstein’s sexually oriented music. Lyrically this song lacks any emotion other than lewd eroticism, and contains references to blood and “hardcore” sex. To better understand the song, I’ll try to abridge the narrative. A naked woman approaches an awkward young man who feels physically inadequate to satisfy her. She eases his anxieties with her vociferous vulgarity and her indifference towards his body. The following sexual acts are described in two, possibly three, stages: the first involving her vagina (her lips), the second implying fellatio (his lap). The third could imply either anal or rear penetration (bows). Throughout the song we are left clues as to the sadistic nature of the encounter, the most recurring one being a bleeding Spring in Paris. This is not a geographical reference as it refers exclusively to the metaphor in the preceding line (leaving her skin). Therefore, spring bleeding in Paris is a metaphor. As Spring represents birth, this could be a reference to the bloody birth of his sadistic sexuality, or it could refer to a bleeding vagina in orgasm; probably both. In my opinion, this is a song about sexual discovery, and a young man’s courageous leap towards exploring his sadistic impulses. He goes on to say he does not regret doing something so extreme. As conjecture, this song could have been inspired by the narrator’s frustration at women who left him due to his overbearing violent sexuality and their lack of understanding thereof. . . Purely conjecture. Please forgive the lack of references in this article; I think it’s self explainatory.
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8:59 pm on May 25th, 2011this is their best song yet i enjoy it so much
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8:09 am on June 9th, 2011@Swindy
[quote]Ok, but I hafta note Till sings “je ne regrette DE rien”. You can to not notice that listening to the studio version of the song, but it’s obvious when heard at the concert of the eternal band. Gotta take notice.
The point is you can say both “ne regrette rien” and “ne regrette de rien”, to my knowledge of French; that’s also stated by inimitable Edith Piaf. But Till sings the way he does! 8#[/quote]he says Je ne regre.. tte rien
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10:42 pm on August 21st, 2011this song is about the german invasion of france back on their nazy regime… and i personaly dont think this song is about a soldier in particular but more about the general situation back then… they came in paris like it was their whore not understanding their language and abused them using force not realising their own strenth…
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5:40 pm on September 21st, 2011Bender696, this song is about exactly what it sounds like. The relation between a male and a female. Don’t try to translate it into something it is not. Rammstein does not sing about Nazism, as Rammstein are not Nazis. Also, why would Till say he did not regret it? He had nothing to do with it, I am sure he was not even born at the time.
Nice try though.
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2:50 am on November 4th, 2011Can’t rammstein make a song without melancholic references?
The song would have been great (two virgins deflowered) without the prostitute reference (selling her lips), which leads to the murder explanation of blood. -
5:32 pm on November 5th, 2011In the Little Black Rammbook, available on Amazon, I translate the song in its original rhyme & beat, like this:
A veil of light, she came to me
Like it was yesterday,
I was so young
My nerves took hold
But soon they went away.She beckoned me, and to my face
Spoke words in lustfelt tongue,
Of language I knew not a trace
Regrets? I have not one.Oh no, no regrets
No, I have no regrets.When I left her silken fleece
Spring was blooming in Paris.I didn’t know my body then
I hid from those I knew,
She showed it to me in the light
I don’t regret the view.Her lips were soft, though often sold
And moved in time to please,
When I left her open mouth,
I started then to freeze.Her words spilled out into my face
Spoke in a lustfelt tongue,
Her language I knew not a trace
Regrets? I have not one.Oh no, no regrets
No, I have no regrets.When I left her silken fleece
Spring was blooming in Paris.A whisper fell into my lap
And made a gentle sound,
We talked a lot, but said not much
Was good to be around.She shouted words into my face
And over did she bow,
Her language, I knew not a trace
I don’t regret it now.Oh no, no regrets
I don’t regret it at all.When I left her silken fleece
Spring was blooming in Paris.
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Till Lindemann
vocals
Date of birth: January 4, 1963
Place of birth: Leipzig -
Richard Kruspe
guitar
Date of birth: June 24, 1967
Place of birth: Wittenberg -
Paul Landers
guitar
Date of birth: December 9, 1964
Place of birth: Berlin -
Oliver Riedel
bass
Date of birth: April 11, 1971
Place of birth: Schwerin -
Christian Lorenz
keyboard
Date of birth: Nov 16, 1966
Place of birth: Berlin -
Christoph Schneider
drums
Date of birth: May 11, 1966
Place of birth: Berlin
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