Jan Cornelius Moder

Plattdüütsch:
MODER
(Text und Musik: Jon Cornelius)
Long hebb ik seten en Leed di to schrieven,
wuß neet, wo ik't seggen sull.
Wot ik ok upschreev kunn so neet stöhn blieven,
wiel oll mi so off grepen klung:
dot du för mi Sörg droogst
un schunkst mi dot Leven,
dot du neet völ nofroogst,
mi Wormte to geven.
Denn hebb ik nodocht,
wo't würrelk woll west hett,
uns eerst Johr so tosom'.
Wo foken du upstunnst,
mi d' Bost gaffst en long Sett,
hest lüstert na mien swore Ahm.
Hest olltied mi schoon makt,
horst Winnels to spölen,
fok hett di mien Strohl rookt, wos dot en roor Fohlen?
De Schooltied, dot Lehren un de Jökeljohren
hest du mit mi overstohn.
Wos ik to luud, büst over d' Mund du mi fahren,
weerst good to mien eerste Bruud.
Kunnst alltied good lüstern,
wenn mi en Leefde vergung.
Vertellen von Güstern,
hulp dien groote Jung.
Leep dat ok mal dwars, an mien Doon nammst
hest fak en Woord dorto seggt.
du deel, Ik begreep dat neet gliek,
man besehn in't Geheel,
harst du doch meesttieds recht.
Vandaag kann ik seggen,
wo leep mi dat freid,
wenn bi dien Overleggen
ok um mien Rat di't geiht.
Moder.
English (my imperfect translation):
Mother
(Text and music: Jan Cornelius)
Long did I seat, writing a song for you,
not knowing, how I should say this.
Whatever I wrote, I couldn't stay leave it like that,
for it sounded so commonplace:
that you cared for me
and gave me life,
and never ceased
to give me warmth.
Then I pondered
how it was
in our first year together
How often you would wake up,
give me your breast, carry me in your arms
and listen to my heavy breath.
How often you cleaned me,
washed my diapers,
smelled my faeces, was it an awkward feeling?
The school time, education and puberty
you survived with me.
When I was too noisy, you would tell me to be calm,
You were good for my first girlfriend.
You always listened carefully
when my love left me.
Stories about yesterday
helped this big boy.
When something went wrong because of what I did,
you always had something to say.
I didn't understand it at once,
But in the end,
you were usually right.
Today I can say
what great joy it was for me
when during discussion
you considered also my advice
Mother

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