StrippedLetras

Raritäten: 1994–2012

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Deutsch — Original

Come with me into the trees

We'll lay on the grass and let hours pass

Take my hand, come back to the land

Let's get away just for one day

Let me see you stripped

Metropolis has nothing on this

You're breathing in fumes, I taste when we kiss

Take my hand, come back to the land

Where everything's ours for a few hours

Let me see you stripped

Let me hear you make decisions

Without your television

Let me hear you speaking just for me

Let me see you stripped

Let me hear you make decisions

Without your television

Let me hear you speaking just for me

Let me see you stripped

Español — Traducción

Ven conmigo entre los árboles

Nos tumbaremos en la hierba y dejaremos pasar las horas

Toma mi mano, vuelve a la tierra

Escapemos solo por un día

Déjame verte desnudo/a

La metrópolis no tiene nada comparado con esto

Estás respirando humos, los saboreo cuando nos besamos

Toma mi mano, vuelve a la tierra

Donde todo es nuestro por unas pocas horas

Déjame verte desnudo/a

Déjame escucharte tomar decisiones

Sin tu televisión

Déjame escucharte hablar solo para mí

Déjame verte desnudo/a

Déjame escucharte tomar decisiones

Sin tu televisión

Déjame escucharte hablar solo para mí

Déjame verte desnudo/a

✦Song Meaning

These lyrics are actually from "Stripped" by Depeche Mode, not a Rammstein or Till Lindemann song. It was released in 1986 on the album Black Celebration, written by Martin Gore. Interpreting it as a Rammstein track would give you a misleading reading, so it's worth flagging that upfront.

The song is essentially a plea to escape modern life and reconnect with something more raw and authentic. The narrator is inviting someone to leave the city behind, get out into nature, and just be present without all the noise of civilization. "Stripped" in this context means stripped of artifice, of technology, of the performance we put on for the world. It's romantic but also a little urgent, like the speaker genuinely believes something important is being lost to urban life and distraction.

The television line is where it gets most pointed. The narrator doesn't just want physical closeness, he wants to hear his partner think and speak for themselves, without the mediation of mass media shaping their thoughts. There's a tenderness to it but also a mild frustration, a longing for genuine human connection in a world that keeps manufacturing distance between people. The emotional tone is yearning and idealistic rather than dark or aggressive.