Mein kleiner grüuner Kaktus English translation
von Comedian Harmonists

Flowers in gardens, So many types
Of roses, tulips and daffodils
That´s what the refined people of today treat themselves to
I really don´t want to know anything about that

My little green cactus, lies out on the balcony
Hollari, Hollari, Hollaro
Why would i need red roses? Why would i need red poppies?
Hollari, Hollari, Hollaro

And if Ne'er-do-well, tries to threaten me
Then i just get my cactus and sting, sting, sting them
My little green cactus, lies out on the balcony
Hollari, Hollari, Hollaro

You would usually find, That the ladies also
Prefer the flowers that they can wear
But i say daily, This isn't possible for me
What else could people say about me?


My little green cactus, lies out on the balcony
Hollari, Hollari, Hollaro
Why would i need red roses? Why would i need red poppies?
Hollari, Hollari, Hollaro

And if Ne'er-do-well, tries to threaten me
Then i just get my cactus and sting, sting, sting them
My little green cactus, lies out on the balcony
Hollari, Hollari, Hollaro

Today at four, A knocking at the door
"Huh, A visitor so early in the day?"
It was Mr Krause, from nextdoor
He said "Sorry to bother you"

"You have a cactus, up there on your balcony?"
Hollari, Hollari, Hollaro
"It just fell down, What do you think of that?"

"It fell on my face, Believe it or not
And now i know that your little green cactus stings
Kindly keep your cactus somewhere else"
Hollari, Hollari, Hollaro