The North: Achim Reichel, 2003
"100% life"https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xchDsoDFfNw&t=75
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zKEoX9iXvj0
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oUyZP3w8_6o
The South: Hubert von Goisern & Zabine - Juchitzer
(Austrian)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TvaqDNEppwQ
1994 - "It's over"
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FsSTR33xiAg
Nis Randers – by Otto Ernst (1901)
(As performed by Achim Reichel, above)
Crashing and howling and bursting of night,
Darkness and fire in a furious hunt -
A shout through the breakers!
The sky is afire, and now you can see:
A wreck on the sandbank! In the tide it does sway;
The abyss will claim it!
Nis Randers peers out - and says without haste:
"I can see a man in the mast;
We have to go get him."
His mother grabs him: "You're not going in!
I want to keep you, you're left me alone,
I demand it, your mother!
Your father went under, and Momme, my son,
And Uve's been missing for three years and gone,
My Uve, my Uve!"
Nis steps on the bridge, his mother in back.
He points to the wreck and solemnly asks:
"And _his_ mother?"
He jumps in boat and with him six more:
Tall, hard, enduring Friesian score;
Their oars, they are whizzing.
Boat up, boat down, in a dance of hell!
Now it must shatter...! No, it stayed whole!...
How long now, how long?
With fiery scourges the ocean is lashing
Its man-eating stallions thrashing along;
They snort and they foam.
Their furious haste piles one on the other,
One leaping onto the other one's neck,
With hooves that are pounding!
Three weathers together! The world is alight!
What's to behold? - It's a boat, coming in! -
It's them! They are coming! -
All eyes and ears are strained to the dark...
Still! - What's the call? - He shouts through his hands:
"Tell mother, it's Uve!!"
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UMeZs1DaafI
"Een Boot is noch buten!"
"One boat isn't in!" - by Arno Holz (1863-1929)
(As performed by Achim Reichel, above)
"Ahoy!!! Klas Nielsen and Peter Jehann!
Just checkin' if we're not porridge yet!
Y'all did see the Hobgoblin, I bet?
Thank God we're back home!'
So the fishermen shouted, as they shoved ashore,
pulling their boats up the beach, to the fore.
As the seas rolled dully in;
But Han Jochen quietly counted and said,
all the while somberly shaking his head:
"One boat isn't in!"
The tanned crowd, now, much more solemnly,
panted over the dunes, to the village green;
greeted from afar, with wind-blown hair,
by the women at the grave of the giants' lair.
And "Korl!" it went, and "Dearest Marie!"
and "'Tis great, that you are back here!"
As the seas rolled dully in -
"And Hinrich, my Hinrich? And where is he?!"
And Jochen pointed to the roaring sea:
"One boat isn't in!"
The Seagull Stone loomed high on the shore,
upon it, a notorious building.
They carried in oakum, and wood from the beach,
and oil was poured for the kindling,
A fire that shone out far through the night,
to call out loudly: Oh, come on home!
As the seas rolled dully in -
Here is your wife, in night and in wind,
wails loudly, while kissing your child:
"One boat isn't in!"
But the night passed on and the sea became calm,
and the sun shone into the flames;
when the poor thing sobbed: "As God will!"
and collapsed unconsciously.
They carried her home on a plank of wood,
where she lies now in sickbed and fever.
Outside, the sea is lapping;
Her child is playing, her "Little Jehann",
and dreamily babbles every now and then:
"One boat isn't in!"
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gZlGCyVXOac
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