#3Musix Space: Heroes of Labour

Hildegard doesn’t really know whether she loves or hates her job. Probably both, so that the extremes clash in the middle.
This leads to a state of mind in Hildegard that can no longer be put into words. Perhaps fatalism is the right term. After all, fatalism and hospital go well together.

Hildegard often smiles. Then you can see her braces, because she is still quite young – but already very experienced. The secret observer wonders whether she has a boyfriend, but this question is absolutely insignificant. During her working hours, she is completely focussed on what needs to be done. We don’t know what she’s thinking – and that’s a good thing.

Maurer Klaus hat Schmerzen

Krankenschwester Hildegard
Jede Schicht ist knüppelhart

Spritze rein, Spritze raus
Schmerzen weg bei Maurer Klaus

Glocke schellt auf Zwei-Null-Eins
Etwas klemmt bei Klempner Heinz

Windelwechsel Zwei-Eins-Acht
Oma Anni, Gute Nacht

Atemstillstand bei Coronaleugner Bernd

Glocke Zimmer Zwei-Null-Acht
Bernd hat Covid mitgebracht

Auf dem Bauche liegt der Mann
Hildegard geht sofort ran

Nun setzt sie das Werkzeug an
wie es nur die Hilde kann

Hintern putzt sie blitzeblank
Atmet wieder, Gott sei Dank

Penner Paul ist gesund

Schriller Schrei aus Zwei-Null-Sieben
Penner Paul wär gern geblieben

Doktor Droste – mieser Hund:
„Raus mit ihm, er ist gesund“

Hildegard rauscht schnell heran
Hilfe braucht der alte Mann

Nach zwei harten Leberhaken
bleibt der Paul – mit neuem Laken

Bricklayer Klaus is in pain

Nurse Hildegard
Every shift is tough as nails

Syringe in, syringe out
Pain gone for bricklayer Klaus

Bell rings at two-zero-one
Something’s stuck with plumber Heinz

Nappy change two-one-eight
Grandma Anni, good night

Respiratory arrest with corona denier Bernd

Bell room two-zero-eight
Bernd has brought Covid with him

The man is lying on his stomach
Hildegard answers immediately

Now she uses the tools
as only Hilde can

She cleans her bum spick and span
Breathes again, thank God

Hobo Paul is healthy

Shrill scream from two-zero-seven
bum Paul would have liked to stay

Doctor Droste – lousy dog:
“Get him out, he’s healthy”

Hildegard rushes up quickly
The old man needs help

Paul stays after two hard liver hits
– with a new sheet

Adelwart loves his job – without a doubt. It’s only when he has to go to the indoor pool in winter that he struggles with his choice of profession. His time comes when the sun is shining over the outdoor pool.
With his full beard and casual outfit, he is nothing like the caricature of the vain pool attendant. He is helpful and conscientious – saving what can be saved.

Forgot your towel? No problem. Adelwart searches the depot for a forgotten one. He is happy to help out with his privately financed suntan lotion when needed. The only thing he won’t negotiate with is the end of bathing time. Evening peace and quiet in the well-kept complex is sacred to him.

Jeden Tag eine Heldentat

Bademeister Adelwart
Jeden Tag `ne Heldentat

Kleinkind kreischt am Kinderpool
Adelwart bleibt supercool

Rutschgefahr an Startblock vier
Ausgemerzt mit Sandpapier

Alles ins Depot gebracht
Freibad schließt genau um Acht

Gefährlicher Eisgenuss

Schriller Schrei vom Schwimmerbecken
Kind rutscht aus beim Eisablecken

Adelwart zieht Schlappen aus
Kopfsprung bringt ihm viel Applaus

Nur ein Hauch von Zeit vergeht
bevor der Knabe untergeht

Adelwart greift blitzschnell zu
Zieht den Bengel hoch im Nu

Sonnenbrand droht

Backfisch braucht mehr braune Haut
Zu viel TikTok angeschaut

Sonnenbrand droht im Gesicht
Adelwart entgeht es nicht

Väterlicher Rat an Göre
Ganz entspannte Atmosphäre

Kühles Gel schnell aufgetragen
Schattenplatz dann vorgeschlagen

A heroic deed every day

Lifeguard Adelwart
A heroic deed every day

Toddler screams at the children’s pool
Adelwart remains super cool

Danger of slipping at starting block four
Eradicated with sandpaper

Everything taken to the depot Outdoor pool
closes at exactly eight o’clock

Dangerous ice cream treat

Shrill scream from the swimming pool
Child slips while licking the ice

Adelwart takes off his slippers
Head dive brings him much applause

Only a breath of time passes
before the boy goes under

Adelwart grabs hold in a flash
Pulls the kid up in a flash

Sunburn threatens

Backfisch needs more brown skin
Watched too much TikTok

Sunburn threatens the face
Adelwart doesn’t miss it

Fatherly advice to brat
Totally relaxed atmosphere

Cool gel quickly applied
Shady spot then suggested

Karl-Heinz Flinte roams through the forest with his faithful dog Janosch – Magyar Vizsla breed – to see what’s going on. He understands the language of the trees.
The young and introverted forester also loves the animals of the forest – from the smallest to the largest. He also likes people, as long as they know how to behave in the forest.

Every now and then he has to kill game, which he really doesn’t enjoy, but the balance of the forest must be maintained.
For him, being a forester is the best job in the world. The only thing he doesn’t like is working in an office. His tool is the shotgun – not the ink.

Keiler Ratzeputz

Riesenkeiler Ratzeputz
ergeht sich ganz in Eigennutz

Statt am Salzstein brav zu lecken
verbreitet er gern Angst und Schrecken

Gestern Kinder angefallen
Schüsse heute widerhallen

Abschuss durch den Flintenheld
Ruhe wiederhergestellt

Alter Baum leidet unter Hitze

Alte Eichen und auch Weiden
unter großer Hitze leiden

Werfen schon die Blätter ab
Wasser ist bedrohlich knapp

An der Eiche Priesterloch
schaut der Förster traurig hoch

Mitleid auch vom kleinen Lurch
Alter Kumpel, halte durch

Wochenende im Wald

Waldesruh ist abgeschafft
Flinte zeigt jetzt Führungskraft

Kinder wuseln durch das Dickicht
Radler gern missachten Helmpflicht

Hinweis hier, ein Notruf dort
Der Förster ist sofort vor Ort

Immer in ganz ruhigem Ton
bändigt er die Emotion

Ratzeputz the boar

Giant boar Ratzeputz he
is completely self-interested

Instead of licking the salt stone

he likes to spread fear and terror

Attacked children yesterday

Shots echo today

Shot down by the shotgun hero

Peace restored

Old tree suffers from heat

Old oaks and willows

suffer from extreme heat

Already shedding their leaves

Water is dangerously scarce

At the oak Priesterloch
The forester looks up sadly

Pity also from the little amphibian

Old mate, hang in there

Weekend in the forest

Waldesruh is abolished

Shotgun now shows leadership

Children scurry through the thicket

Cyclists like to disregard the helmet requirement

A tip here, an emergency call there

The forester is on site immediately

Always in a very calm tone

he tames the emotion

Wundertüte is an old-school DJ and has already provided hundreds of events with his music. He is no longer the youngest, but his motto is: “If you rest, you rust”. He has recognised the signs of the times and uses the latest technology.

As an old hand, the blessings of house in dance music have not escaped him and he knows very well what a rave is, but playing young is not his thing. He mixes the stylistic elements of his time with current trends in a very personal way. He inspires young and old alike with his passion for music.

Only the first episode of the story has been realised musically!

Satter Bass mit Waldhornklängen

Meister-DJ Wundertüte
setzt
nicht gern auf alte Hüte

Beats und Klänge neu erschaffen

sind des Meisters Wunderwaffen

Grenzen werden aufgehoben

und der Mainstream zart verschoben

Satter Bass mit Waldhornklängen

Tüte lässt die Fans nicht hängen

Stromausfall um Mitternacht

Stromausfall um Mitternacht

ohne Saft ist Schicht am Schacht

Stille macht sich drohend breit

eine halbe Ewigkeit

Doch der DJ ist begabt

Gäste haben Glück gehabt

Fetter Groove und sehr viel Seele

tönt aus Meister’s Ukulele

Die Einsamkeit des DJ

Grenzenloser Heiterkeit

folgt des DJ’s Einsamkeit

Heimfahrt dauert ein paar Stunden

oft mit Grübelei verbunden

Soll er es vielleicht bereuen

andere Menschen zu erfreuen?

Jeder Job hat dunkle Seiten

doch es gibt auch gute Zeiten

Rich bass with French horn sounds

Master DJ Wundertüte

doesn’t like to rely on old hats

Creating new beats and sounds

are the master’s miracle weapons

Boundaries are lifted

and the mainstream is delicately shifted

Rich bass with French horn sounds

Tüte doesn’t let the fans down

Power cut at midnight

Power cut at midnight

Without juice, it’s the end of the line

Silence spreads threateningly

half an eternity

But the DJ is talented

Guests have been lucky

Fat groove and a lot of soul

sounds from the master’s ukulele

The loneliness of the DJ

Boundless cheerfulness

The DJ’s loneliness follows

The journey home takes a few hours

often associated with brooding

Should he perhaps regret

to please other people?

Every job has its dark sides

but there are also good times