Süderoog (Danish: Sønderog, Frisian:Saruug or Saaruuch) is one of the Halligen, a group of islands in the North Frisian Wadden Sea, off the west coast of Schleswig-Holstein in north Germany. It belongs administratively to the parish of Pellworm and is a bird reserve.
Before the Burchardi flood in 1634 there were three houses on the island, one of which was inhabited by the beach lookout (Strandvogt). He was also the caretaker of the beacon, which was destroyed during the storm surge of 1634. In this storm tide, two houses were destroyed and ten people were drowned. In the February flood of 1825 the last remaining house was destroyed. It was rebuilt, however, and served again as the residence of the lookout. Today the Hallig has an area of 62 hectares (150 acres) and is currently farmed organically by a husband and wife.
The most famous resident of the island was Hermann Paulsen Neuton who, from 1927 until his death in 1951, ran an international youth meeting place, the "Island of Boys." (Insel der Jungen). It was continued after his death by his wife, Gunvor, and in 1960, converted into a foundation, whose aim was "on the basis of Hermann Neuton Paulsen's work and in the interests of international understanding, to give young people from different countries the opportunity to meet on the island of Süderoog in an atmosphere of freedom borne out of responsibility, to get to know one another as friends, and to live together in ways that are to match the development of psychology and pedagogy at any time. "(§ 2 of the Foundation's Charter, Stockholm, 22 February 1960).
Ja Marie, ich hatte deinen Brief bekommen
Mit blauer Tinte stand da geschrieben - sei stark
Du weißt, ich bin nicht stark - ich habe Tabletten genommen
Und jetzt stehst du da verheult an meinem Sarg
Du solltest wissen, ich hab dich belogen
geliebt hab ich nur einen und zwar mich
Das letzte was ich dir noch gebe ist ein schlechtes Gewissen
daß ich wegen dir gestorben bin
Ja Marie ich konnte ohne dich nicht leben
Wer kocht mir morgens denn mein Ei
Geliebt hab ich dich nicht, gebraucht nur eben
Das ist bei uns so Sitte - was ist schon dabei?
Du wärst schon blöd, wenn du mich nicht vergißt
Du wirst mich nicht vergessen, blöde wie du bist
Ja Marie du liebtest den falschen Mann
Ich war auch so einer, der nicht lieben kann