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Fürstenfeld (Single Version)
Slowly the tog is over and the night begins.
In the KärntnerstroÃen, Ana Blowing in sings the wind.
Hot up a Grianes Reckerl, I'm completely lost,
and Steff'l, he's looking obi at the good Styrian Buam.
I've been standing there for weeks, For weeks I plog mi oh,
I rinse my sore fingers and sing sogor Do comes die Sunn.
But it's maddening, I want to sing to her.
I really like Longsom, I frog mi wos i do dua.
I want again ham, I feel like that,
need a big one, I wanted to go to Fürstenföld.
In the newspaper, I wrote it,
There's a scene, you have to go there.
Whatever they want, they should write it,
The scene could be stolen from me.
There I go yesterday in the U4, a dirndl starts talking to me,
black lips, green ears,
you can get scared, really.
I I want it again, I feel like that...
I'll never wash up in Vienna anymore, Vienna hot mi gor not deserved,
I'll never wash up in Graz, Sinabelkirchen and Stinaz at most.
I need a belt, I need a ring,
I want to get behind a Semmering,
I just need a little Göd for the Fohrt and Fürstenföld.
I want ham again, I feel like that allan... (twice)
(Transcribed by: [email protected])