Her name was Cordula Grün, I saw her dancing
Then I asked her if she wanted to
drink a cup of tea with me tomorrow
Or a fruit concentrate
"Who goes away first loses" she chanted in the evening
Our tea became beer, two large glasses of schnaps and she said:
"Come home with me
My husband doesn't live here anymore anyway!"
In the tram over the ring I stand up and I sing
her a lovesong
She hates kitsch poetry with chorus, mimimi
She likes dance music
Cordula Grün, Cordula Grün
Cordula Grün, I saw
I saw, I saw
Cordula Grün, you are hard to understand
Cordula Grün, I'd like to see you again
Cordula Grün, I saw
I saw, I saw
I saw you dancing
It was clear to me the next day, I only want Cordula now
I am and stay an optimist, even though she didn't tell me
That she's married
To a pediatrist
Her husband's name was Eberhard Grün, he saw her dancing
Then he asked her if she wanted to
walk down the aisle with him tomorrow
And she said yes
If I'd known, I would have made a different plan
And would have looked away
I couldn't walk away from her, started to
spin too
Cause she dances so beautifully
Cordula Grün, Cordula Grün
Cordula Grün, I saw
I saw, I saw
Cordula Grün, you are hard to understand
Cordula Grün, I'd like to see you again
Cordula Grün, I saw
I saw, I saw
I saw you dancing
I saw you dancing
I saw you dancing
I saw you dancing