Der Sandmann (feat. Dagi Bee) English translation
von Julien Bam

I come in a wicked nice Mad Max style with burning guitars
And set the green nests of that Easter Larry on fire
My basslines like sandstorms, punches hit like flak towers
Every grain of sand is on beat, making Santas crash
Driving around on the dunes? You can forget that for now
Because I throw sand in the gears of Santa's sleigh
A bunny and a fat grandpa
Like Ferrari versus moped
Every year you put on a show
So boring, my brain falls into a coma
It’s torture watching you toys
I’ll win this battle in the blink of an eye
I’ve got Gucci bandanas over 810
You’ve got a Louis V bag, but it’s all fake
Throw sand in your eyes, making you sleep like valerian
My home is the desert, chilling every day with rattlesnakes


Everyone knows my melody and knows what it stands for
When it plays, one thing’s for sure: everyone will fall asleep
I’ve got the best sand in the city, I’m a legend
And when it starts to pour, your day is soon to end

Sandman, please, Sandman
Give us a bit of sleep
We’re totally wrecked again
Tell us, when will you bring the sand?
Sandman, please, Sandman
Give us a bit of sleep
We’re totally wrecked again
Tell us, when will you bring the sand?


You deal with chocolate, I deal with dreams
You only come once a year, I show up every single day
364 days a year, no one cares about you
Sitting alone, confused, all by yourself at home, lol
They don’t love you, just the presents you bring
Without me, you couldn’t even deliver them
Because not a single person would sleep
I stop the sand clocks at Christmas
But you’re too fat for the chimney, you’ll never make it through
Sand on the streets helps with ice, every kid knows that
And your sleigh can’t drive anymore
It’s clear who wins here
I dig holes in all the roads, dig all the way to the Easter Bunny’s house
Holes as big as the kids from all your dumb chocolate have gotten
I build the biggest sandcastles; I’m a genius
And you’re just inventions of the candy industry
And the moral of the story?
Everyone over 18 knows you don’t even exist

Everyone knows my melody and knows what it stands for
When it plays, one thing’s for sure: everyone will fall asleep
I’ve got the best sand in the city, I’m a legend
And when it starts to pour, your day is soon to end

Sandman, please, Sandman
Give us a bit of sleep
We’re totally wrecked again
Tell us, when will you bring the sand?
Sandman, please, Sandman
Give us a bit of sleep
We’re totally wrecked again
Tell us, when will you bring the sand?

I’m the Sandwoman, architect of dreams
Lucid, precognitive, or nightmares – what will you dream tonight?
I can control any of your dreams with magic
And that one song by Cro? It was actually mine
Everyone knows, but no one says it
Your elves do all the work for you
You only hop on the sleigh once a year
To punch the addresses into your GPS
Mentioned the big belly and the beard
But what about those huge bunny teeth?
You’ll never flow like me, my verses are ten-out-of-ten
When I show up, you poor losers can go to bed
Know that MC Sandman never gives up
No one’s going egg hunting at Easter, because a sandstorm’s brewing

Sandman, please, Sandman
Give us a bit of sleep
We’re totally wrecked again
Tell us, when will you bring the sand?
Sandman, please, Sandman
Give us a bit of sleep
We’re totally wrecked again
Tell us, when will you bring the sand?

Ha!
A fluffy bunny and a fat grandpa
Good night and sweet dreams
Ha-ha-ha!