Wiener Blut English translation
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Wiener Blut Lyrics Übersetzung
Hear
What does the boy have
What does he need
For medicine?
Go look
Go look at that
The one exactly -
Peter and the
Red one gave Kas
One
It made him
Stand up like a main fat
Full force into the wall
Was that nice.
The view slips away
The chief of staff comes
A game is staged
Whereby the Red one
Inhaled Peter's complete
Resolution.
They call the doctor
Doctor
Peter sees red
Doctor
Doctor
Someone asks: "Is he dead?"
Viennese blood
In this juice the power
The Viennese glow
If someone tricks us
We get angry until
He realizes:
We have the medicine
We awarded a prize
For decadence
And yet we are morally
Survivors
We stand and
Fall and lie.
We have the medicine
Oh, oh, oh
Hear
He is strange
What kind of medicine is that?
The professor received
Three injections
Today he goes home
His way leads him
Directly to Prater
In the avenue with the trees.
No leg alone
He is fascinated
By his armadillo
However, the best with a
"Now coming?"
Stop return
Sends him into war.
They call the doctor
Doctor
Because the professor sees red
Doctor
Doctor
Someone asks: "Is he dead?"
Viennese blood
With murder and manslaughter
We have nothing to do
But we are always good
For a fun
For you and me in Vienna.
We present Vienna
Also in Club 45 we gather
There we are among ourselves
Then very intimate
In standing
In falling
In lying.
We present Vienna!
Until he realizes:
We have the medicine
We awarded a prize
For decadence
What does the boy have
What does he need
For medicine?
Go look
Go look at that
The one exactly -
Peter and the
Red one gave Kas
One
It made him
Stand up like a main fat
Full force into the wall
Was that nice.
The view slips away
The chief of staff comes
A game is staged
Whereby the Red one
Inhaled Peter's complete
Resolution.
They call the doctor
Doctor
Peter sees red
Doctor
Doctor
Someone asks: "Is he dead?"
Viennese blood
In this juice the power
The Viennese glow
If someone tricks us
We get angry until
He realizes:
We have the medicine
We awarded a prize
For decadence
And yet we are morally
Survivors
We stand and
Fall and lie.
We have the medicine
Oh, oh, oh
Hear
He is strange
What kind of medicine is that?
The professor received
Three injections
Today he goes home
His way leads him
Directly to Prater
In the avenue with the trees.
No leg alone
He is fascinated
By his armadillo
However, the best with a
"Now coming?"
Stop return
Sends him into war.
They call the doctor
Doctor
Because the professor sees red
Doctor
Doctor
Someone asks: "Is he dead?"
Viennese blood
With murder and manslaughter
We have nothing to do
But we are always good
For a fun
For you and me in Vienna.
We present Vienna
Also in Club 45 we gather
There we are among ourselves
Then very intimate
In standing
In falling
In lying.
We present Vienna!
Until he realizes:
We have the medicine
We awarded a prize
For decadence
Writer(s): Robert Bolland, Ferdinand Bolland, Johann Hoelzel Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
zuletzt bearbeitet von Thomas (Mugel) am 7. August 2024, 13:27